Easter Inspiration Painting

I woke up to a most beautiful day and went straight outside and started painting. The painting morphed several times into different subjects until it finally showed its true colors. I knew it was right when my heart felt light and happy but also realized the sadness involved. When I could sense God weeping for his only Son that he sacrificed for us so that we could have eternal life.

After I was happy with the background I laid this little twig against the painting. I liked the way it looked but didn’t want to attach it to the painting. The little twig is a dogwood tree that I tried to transplant from my son’s yard to mine. It was never happy after being moved. My husband thought I had told him to chop it down and after he did I felt so sad about the little dogwood. So I am thrilled that I was able to use in my painting after all. I laid it against the painting and painted the shadow of it.

It was so beautiful outside, I was inspired by all of the sun, greenery and bits of pink flowers that I could see.

These are close ups of the painting since they are a little difficult to see in the large picture.

The canvas which is actually a 27 x 23 piece of plywood. I leaned it against an old lawn chair because I knew I would be using a waterbottle to spray it as I worked on it.

This may be available in my Etsy Shop later. I hope you all have/had a fabulous, grateful and thought provoking Easter Sunday.

Life Without Limbs :: Nick Vujicic

This most inspiring book tells the story of Nick Vujicic learning to adapt to life without any limbs.  He has one tiny little foot. Can you even imagine that? I know that I can’t. Nick has found great happiness in life (more than most people), by accepting himself the way he was born and learning to use all of his God-given talents to help others. I haven’t finished it yet but I couldn’t wait to share it with you. This is one book I want to buy for all of my friends and relatives.

Life Without Limbs :: Nick Vujicic.

A Story of Purpose and Inspiration

When one lives life with Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue as I do it can be easy to lose sight of inspiration and purpose for life. So having found a slight bit of inspiration I make it my purpose for this day to share with you a truly touching story that I recently heard about a man who has Alzheimer’s disease.

For many years my dad has been a great help to an elderly man and his wife who lived next door to him. My dad ran errands for them, fixed broken things, took them to the store, and consoled them on the phone, whatever they might need. A few months ago their children moved them into an assisted living facility. Still my dad is a large part of their life. As the man’s condition has steadily declined the only telephone number that he can dial is my dads. He has a list of other phone numbers and it’s large enough for him to read but for some reason the only one he can dial is my dads. Therefore my dad now gets calls at all hours of the day and night as this man can no longer understand time and days have no particular meaning.

Now to show you the mysteries of our wonderful brain. This elderly man enjoyed walking with one of the other residents in the facility. The woman whom he walked with was not in her right mind but knew her way around.  They  became the purpose the other needed to have some fulfillment in an otherwise extremely drab life.

One evening the woman didn’t show up for her regular walk with the man. He became worried and managed to find his way to her room where he found her laying in bed crying and shaking in terrible pain. Upon seeing his friend in such distress and not finding anyone at the nurses desk to help her he went back to his room and did what came natural to him, He called my dad. So as usual my dad dispensed his normal it will be alright calming advice.  He told the elderly man to go back to the nurse’s desk outside of his friends’ room and wait for someone to come along who could help him. So the elderly man did just that.  A  C. N. A. came but she was no help, she thought the situation to be of no consequence. Now this is when the magic happens. The elderly man gets all riled up and tells her that if she doesn’t get a nurse in there to help his friend he is going to call 911! How wonderful is that? His brain is able to snap to so to speak, at a time when critically needed in order to help a friend. He knew who to call and the number!  He had the presence of mind to get upset at the correct time and how to handle it. Soon the nurse came and the matter was handled as it should have been. The next morning the friends were sitting side by side for breakfast.

You never know  what you might be needed for or who might need you or at what time in life. Always continue to look for a purpose, inspiration and hope.

This is dedicated to a good friend who in spite of her own troubles gave me the inspiration to share this story with you.