I became very still inside as I worked with paint and postcards to bring to life his tremendous influence. Looking through scripture to find words that were my favorites brought such quiet to my mornings.
I believe and rely on his power to:
Enable Me To Have His Added Strength
Forgive Me For Sin and Transgression
Restore My Lost Innocence and Even My Body Defying Death
I honor his power to:
Create An Eternal Existence For Me
Provide Peace To My Hungry Soul
My pages are not finished. There are more powerful aspects to his eternal life. Art journaling about him invites him into my quiet, reflective space. He and I can be still there. Even when I close the book he is still there.
I write on Fridays with a large group who inspire me. Only five minutes and without much thought to perfection. I write, prompted by one word that sends my thoughts to the keyboard and hopefully make sense.