tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41425134179858537442024-03-05T05:26:02.695-06:00Michelle Bentham CreatesProphetic Art | Prophetic Artist | Inspired Artist | Inspired Art | Paintings | Arts and Entertainment | Revelation | InterpretationAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-78259617813177897342018-02-10T14:17:00.000-06:002018-02-10T14:22:45.011-06:00Paper Dolls | Daddy's Blessing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Receive His loving kindness </i></div>
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<i>You are His lovely daughter</i></div>
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<i>His beautiful child</i></div>
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<i>Words & Images (c) Michelle Bentham Creates 2009-2016, All Rights Reserved. </i></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-70101342869718581542016-05-29T10:14:00.003-05:002016-05-29T10:15:29.581-05:00Healing in His Wings (Malachi 4:2) | Revisited<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This morning I was thinking of this painting I did in 2011. "Healing in His Wings" is representative of the work of Malachi 4:2 in my life. God has redeemed my tears, my identity, my time and He has delivered me and set me free. This morning He gave me a song of interpretation for this piece.</div>
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<i>"I AM with you in your sorrows<br />I AM with you in your griefs<br />"I deliver you from evil<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />your healing rests in Me"</span></i></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><i>[Jehovah Rophe, "The Lord our healer"]</i></span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><i>"I AM your time redeemer<br />I AM your ransom free<br />"I AM the fullness of who you are<br />when you live your life in Me"</i></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;"><i>[Jehovah Tsidkenu, "The Lord our Righteousness"]</i></span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><i>He is the Son of Righteousness<br />He lives to set me free<br />I am all He says I am<br />Because He lives in me.</i></span></div>
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<i>Heroic Hope dares the impossible</i><br />
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<i>Words & Images (c) Michelle Bentham Creates 2009-2016 all rights reserved. </i></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-73807567382444868992016-05-07T19:55:00.001-05:002016-05-07T19:55:45.798-05:00Paper Dolls | "Into Marvelous Light" <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>She walks in darkness bathed in light </i></div>
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<i>She takes off her sorrow </i></div>
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<i>Declaring her Redeemer's Glory</i></div>
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<i>Her heart dances in His love</i></div>
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<i>She declares the glory of His creation</i></div>
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<i>Beauty for Ashes she's received</i></div>
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<i>A glorious telling to be believed</i></div>
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<i>Whether on a mountainside for His pleasure</i></div>
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<i>She can be plucked up and put in the house</i></div>
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<i>The glory of Wildflower is that she be.</i></div>
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<i>Artist: Michelle Bentham </i></div>
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<i>She kneels before the God of all</i></div>
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<i>Surrendering the beauty from her ashes</i></div>
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<i>the one she loves who struggles so</i></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-7160971316388278712013-04-09T09:30:00.000-05:002013-04-12T00:37:52.775-05:00Digital MasterpieceIn February I became extremely ill and laid up on the couch for weeks. During that time I discovered a number of things that my hustle and bustle life wold not have afforded me had I not fallen ill. One of the delights God led me to discover was an art app on my iPad that allowed me to create these beautiful pictures and then "touch them up" in Photoshop Express.<br />
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This first one is particularly fun! I love the wispy wildness of the daisies and the vibrant colors. It speaks of life, joy and promise to me.<br />
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I love the volatile swirling that speaks of energy and power, but the light makes me think of peace. It reminds me of how the disciples were out on the water with Jesus. While Jesus slept a storm arose and the disciples grew afraid. But, Jesus, upon awaking to the storm simply spoke to the waters and peace came upon them all. He said He left His peace with us, a peace that passes all understanding. </div>
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And after the storm... The waters dance. Bringing hope and light, rainbows and life. This digital image and Calming the Storm come from the same digital artwork that I created. Through editing the same pictures speaks different messages of life and hope.<br />
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Enjoy! And don't underestimate the power of God to create discovery and refreshing in the most unlikely circumstances.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">I </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><u>love</u></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"> flowers. </span></h3>
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Several years ago when we first transitioned to the large, non-denominational and charismatic church we've attended since 2007 I began to receive prophetic words about flowers and really vegetation in variety. But three significant occasions stand out to me. </div>
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The first happened to be at the conclusion of the very first <a href="http://pinkimpact.com/" target="_blank">Pink Impact</a> conference I had ever attended. At the end of the last session I went forward to receive pray over paralyzing fears that consumed my life. The sweet woman who prayed for me said she saw a beautiful field of flowers when she looks at me. This would be the night I received my prayer language and a very specific instruction: <i>"When you feel afraid, pray in your prayer language - the enemy cannot understand what you are praying, but God does. It doesn't give the enemy anything to use against you to pray for what you fear in your prayer language." </i></div>
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Two years later my husband and I went to receive leadership presbytery. This is a special time when presbyters (or leaders trained and operating in the gift of prophecy) pray for candidates and then speak words of edification, comfort and encouragement to members who serve in leadership in the church. Scott received what I considered to be a powerful word. I, on the other hand, received words like "You are a treasure, spiritual decorator, worshipper, dancer and a wildflower." Which, to me did not seem as exciting as the words my husband had received. I received the words with one question in my heart - <i>What on earth does all that mean? </i></div>
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And when I came on staff at that same church the same year I received my presbytery, I received a word from a pastor. He shared that he did not usually receive pictures, but he did when he saw me. He said, "I saw a flower with roots that go deep. But, the Lord is going to prune you, He's going to cut you back, so you can grow. But, its not gonna' hurt."<br />
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Fast forward to last year when I was on the prayer team at Pink Impact, I found myself drawing our friend, Wildflower. During that same season I began to research the meaning of wildflowers in Scripture. In the Message paraphrase, the term "lilies of the field" translates to wildflowers.<br />
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Two Scriptures stood out to me. <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=song%20of%20songs%201:14&version=MSG" target="_blank">Song of Songs 1:14</a> "My beloved is a bouquet of wildflowers picked just for me." Along with <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2030:11&version=MSG" target="_blank">Psalm 30:11</a> "You did it!. You changed my wild lament into whirling dancing. You ripped off my mourning bands and decked me in wildfowers."<br />
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The beautiful message of the wildflowers penetrated my heart and I received, finally, the truth about this message from God's heart to my own. He showed me that wildflowers are unique and precious. They grow in a variety of environments, soils and conditions. They can grow in hot arid climates or humid moist climates... They even grow out of rocks. HMMM! A Flower that grows out of a Rock. Love that. Wildflowers can be placed in a vase and set on the house to benefit a few or they can be displayed on a hill for all to see. A wildflower may also be hidden away for the pleasure of God alone. Some wildflowers may be eater as food and some are the forerunner for delicious fruit. Wildflowers are unique, beautiful, productive elements of creation and I AM A WILDFLOWER.<br />
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over the life of someone who inspires me.<br />
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This past week I created this expression of God's love as a gift for someone I'd never met before. <a href="http://www.arealchange.com/" target="_blank">Sandi Krakowski</a> is pretty awesome as I learned yesterday! Thanks to my friend, <a href="http://www.resolutecatalyst.com/" target="_blank">Angie Leigh</a>, I was able to attend her<a href="http://www.arealchange.com/blog/saturday-with-sandi-dallas-tx" target="_blank"> #saturdaywithsandi</a> event in Dallas. </div>
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<a href="https://twitter.com/AngieLeighSpeak" target="_blank">Angie</a> suggested I make a gift for <a href="https://www.facebook.com/SandiKrakowskiBiz?fref=ts" target="_blank">Sandi</a> and give it to her at the event. I think about these types of things but rarely act upon them. This time I followed through. As the week to attend approached I began to pray for <a href="https://twitter.com/sandikrakowski" target="_blank">Sandi</a> and the event. </div>
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I guess it shouldn't surprise me anymore, but it always catches me fresh and new when God inspires me to create by talking to me about who the creation is for - even if I don't have their name or have never met them before. I have often heard people ministering in the prophetic say that they "see after people in the Spirit." I understand, at a deep level what this means. You can see depth, value and maturity in people you've never met before when you pray for them and ask God's Holy Spirit to give you revelation in order to encourage and build them up. </div>
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I also used a zebra striped tissue paper from the gift wrapping section, a chipboard crown and letter as well as jewel embellishments and clips to complete the look. On the crown I used the music note paper and pieces of torn sketch paper applied using painting medium as my adherent. All the while I pray and listen for God's heart to be expressed. I sponge paint the color on the canvases and chipboard pieces with very wet acrylic paints, and then add the embellishments. </div>
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The Scripture comes to me while I am working on the crown. All I have is <i><b>"She's a jewel in His crown."</b></i> So I use <a href="http://www.google.com/" target="_blank">Google </a>search looking for the <a href="http://Biblegateway.com/" target="_blank">Scripture</a> related to that phrase. After a few seconds of pinwheel work, <a href="http://www.google.com/" target="_blank">Google</a> displays <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=zec%209:16&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Zechariah 9:16</a>. I read it in several versions before settling on the second half of the verse in the <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/New-King-James-Version-NKJV-Bible/" target="_blank">New King James Version</a>. </div>
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I script it out a couple of times with a ruler by hand and then make the ink bolder. I read it serveral times... Did I say that? Yes, I think I did. </div>
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Here is the way it appears on the artwork.<i> "For they shall be like the Jewels of a Crown, lifted like a banner above His head." Zechariah 9:16</i></div>
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Before too long, I begin to select the little art cards fixed to the canvas at the bottom of the page. Each card has a Scripture related (from left to right): 2 Corinthians 3:2-3 <i>You are a love letter; </i>Ephesians 1:3-6 <i>Identity in Christ; </i>Proverbs 13:12 <i>A Dream Fulfilled; </i>Jeremiah 30:2 <i>Write it down; </i>Isaiah 6:8 <i>Send me. </i></div>
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<i>I sit back and feel like I've spent most of my life knowing this woman as I type out a letter to accompany the prophetic word of affirmation represented in the art. </i></div>
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I didn't understand what the word would mean to her, but to me it felt deeply personal. When she walks out on the stage during worship you can tell she is a worshipper at heart which is what God told me about the music notes. But, what would blow me away... She walks over picks up a microphone and shares her testimony about how she had been a worship leader and singer, but an illness had robber her of that ability at one point. That day, yesterday, she opened her mouth and her heart as a forerunner for those who needed to be encouraged to run after something they felt had been taken from them. </div>
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As she begins to sing I remember the crown and sit down and write to her that I had heard she was a worshipper and that is why I included the worship notes. </div>
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<b>AMEN.</b> <i>Hallelujah.</i> I love it when what I believe is God's inspiration is so affirmed. </div>
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I completed this painting as we prepared our hearts for Thanksgiving this year. Painting took a back seat this year to leaving a full time job in vocational ministry at a church and launching a new online radio program. In many ways my journey with the Lord's Provision mirrors the growth in my faith in Jehovah Jireh, my Lord who sees to my every need.</div>
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Still, this story begins before the first pencil stroke pressed itself out on a page. My husband and I have spent years struggling financially, starting out behind the 8-ball so to speak. When we met in 1997 we had five children ranging from three to nine years in age. Two oldest boys, two youngest girls and my middle child, also a girl in the middle of the alphas and the babies. </div>
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Having a long history of legally financial issues, I worked hard to make our extremely inadequate budget work with a child support payment, house payment and the many other requirements that come with raising a blended family with five children. </div>
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I worked off and on throughout the years as our kids grew up, and for some reason we always seemed to manage with a little help from our parents and God, Himself. We walked our way through a bankruptcy filing, "robbing Peter to pay Paul," and many other sorts of Creative Financing. Even taking a turn through Financial Peace University. </div>
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God rocked our boat a bit in 2007 when He moved our hearts to leave my part time job and our secure place in a small rural church for something unknown in a larger environment. Scott and I began to explore what leaving would look like and felt strongly called to a growing young body in Southlake, Texas. You may have heard of it as it has gone from around 10,000 members to just under 20,000 in the last five years. It is a fast growing, visionary church that values people and God's ability to transform and use any life. </div>
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I began to check out things online including a page on the website called "Job Opportunities." I even applied for a position and eventually interviewed. Scott and I made our decision in the interim. We would move our membership to Gateway. I remember the Saturday before our final weekend of transition. We returned home from our Saturday evening Gateway service to prepare for the Sunday morning service at our previous church. I opened the mailbox and removed a letter in a Gateway envelope. </div>
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I walked quietly into the house and retreated to our master bath where I hastily ripped open the envelope and read the nicest rejection letter one could ever hope to receive. "We regret to inform you that we offered the position to someone better suited for its responsibilities." In other words, we did not think you were a right fit for this position. </div>
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Panic gripped my heart as I considered what they could have learned, what about my life story (and there is a pile of it) had come up that would disqualify me. I reread the letter and peace covered me as I realized the meaning of the words. You are not the person for THAT position. </div>
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I presented the letter to my husband who made his way to napping on the couch. He read it slowly as I sat on the arm of the sofa and waited. He looked to me and I noticed a hesitation in his eyes. "I-I'm sorry?' </div>
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"More than that, what should we do now? Do we go back to our old church or do we continue to move forward? I mean this really changes things." </div>
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He nodded and pulled his chin to his chest. I observed the mannerisms of my husband when in reflective consideration only a handful of times. This time I knew he was weighing the matter carefully. He smiled and spoke a single word of release. "Forward." </div>
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We set about making plans for the transition since I would not have the income we had come to rely on for our monthly budget. Our choices: sell one vehicle, move to a smaller house where the rent payment would be less expensive and required us to clean the house so it would be inhabitable, and tighten the belt. May I add, Scott did not take the first two items on our list as well as I did, and I on the other hand did not fair so well at the last one. I never have been good at asking "Mr. Budget" or even considering much beyond the immediate need or desire. </div>
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Life would change significantly over the next two years. It also meant giving up our dream of buying the home we had come to love in the year we had lived there. Certain of God's call we moved forward and made the painful cuts. </div>
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We landed at Gateway and Scott began to blend into the background and learn to breathe in a church environment. Something I had not really given him the chance to do in our previous leadership roles. I volunteered "us" many times without asking him. I immediately signed up to lead a small group. It was in my wheel-house and the leadership of the church called for it from the pulpit each week that August. </div>
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No one came to my group - I only received one call inquiring about it and she indicated the time and day were not convenient for her. I signed up for a couple of groups, engaged the inner healing ministry and inquired of the Lord. "What should I do now?" </div>
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Habakkuk 2:2-3 came to me immediately, write the vision and make it plain. </div>
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So I started a blog, joined a readers and writers group at church and dove into what I felt the Lord wanted me to do. I wrote my heart out for nearly two years. I recovered from grief over the death of my son. I even weathered a particularly difficult season working through some marital issues that threatened to dissolve our union, if you know what I mean.</div>
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In July 2008 our financial struggles were weighing on me. My husband seemed distant and unhappy and I felt like I scrambled every payday just to make ends meet. I lay in bed one morning running the financial calculator of my mind and I arrived at a number. Five figures danced in my head like a taunting bully threatening to undo me on a whim. I began to pray aloud. "Lord, I need a job. Any job. I need $XX,XXX today. I can't wait. I'm going out to find it."</div>
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As soon as that last sentence came out of my mouth the Holy Spirit began to massage my heart and I heard my Daddy God whisper ever so quietly in my mind. "You have not asked Me about that yet." </div>
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In my dramatic, oldest child-rebel fashion I rolled my eyes and gave God the heavy sigh. "Okay! I'm asking..." </div>
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The silence not only confused me, it also made me question what to do next. I had no peace about moving forward looking for a job so I resolved to wait until I heard the Lord say move. Over the next few months I would see God move in miraculous ways to help us recover in finances and He threw in saving my marriage while He was at it. </div>
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Spring 2009 I began to regularly volunteer in the office for Freedom Ministries at Gateway Church. I had gotten to know the oversight pastor for Freedom Groups well by leading a "Freedom Group." It only seemed natural to come into the office on a regular basis and help out with the routine responsibilities that needed to be done. I got to know other staff members and within a few weeks both the administrative assistant and pastor I served began to ask me questions that suggested they might want to offer me a job. I didn't know if they would so I prayed. I hoped. And, I kept it to myself. </div>
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By the first of June I was asked if I would like to apply for the position of administration assistant to the pastor I had been serving under in Freedom Ministries. I asked them if I could talk to my husband and pray about it. And within a few days I knew I would get the job. I emailed the assistant: <i>I would like to be considered for your position.</i></div>
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In the midst of this glorious news we found out our landlord wanted to buy us out of our lease and they were willing to take us to court to break the lease. In the midst of this great opportunity we found ourselves homeless. We moved in with family for a few weeks while we found a new home, and decided to enter the home buying market. We found a house that we thought would do, and leased it with the intention of buying it within a year. Our solution to a homeless problem, but I had already realized there might be major structural problems with this home. I would later also recognize that God indeed had other plans for our housing problem. I did not have a clue at the time, but He had them just the same. </div>
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After three interviews I received the job offer by email. The position being vacated had been held by an employee who had been on staff for five years. The salary available was higher than what had been indicated when I spoke to human resources about the details of the position. The offer was exactly the figure I had told God I needed in a yearly salary REMEMBER: $XX,XXX PLUS a TITHE. I wept at the revelation. I began work at Gateway Church July 19, 2009. Almost one year from the day I had told God I needed a job and two years from the date we transitioned from our old church to Gateway. </div>
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<i>The Lord shall supply liberally and abundantly, beyond your wildest dreams or imagination, all your needs according to His glorious and abundant riches in His Son, Christ Jesus. AMEN. (My paraphrase of Philippians 4:19 AMP)</i></div>
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To be continued... </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">This post originally appeared on <a href="http://amarthaheart.com/">A Martha Heart</a> in December, 2012. </span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-91053683382730062932012-09-04T19:27:00.001-05:002012-09-04T19:27:26.309-05:00Perfect Peace | For TraceyYou will keep in perfect peace<br />
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all whose thoughts are fixed on you! (Isaiah 26:3 NLT)<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6JLGoNKxcd6XM_s2mSn77L4iS6tNvH4MFel8bnD4WcPhVfSCYebgEXj2eOcRi6vNVCE2TbgTopZ0_nq7b1jFnlMB_e_rraiz3RlJ9oqrw-t6dL2LrvKHDZueJwpKr7WXqfh-1axEnsA/s640/blogger-image-1942660908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6JLGoNKxcd6XM_s2mSn77L4iS6tNvH4MFel8bnD4WcPhVfSCYebgEXj2eOcRi6vNVCE2TbgTopZ0_nq7b1jFnlMB_e_rraiz3RlJ9oqrw-t6dL2LrvKHDZueJwpKr7WXqfh-1axEnsA/s640/blogger-image-1942660908.jpg" /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-60298685431012322152012-08-19T17:52:00.001-05:002012-08-19T17:52:00.447-05:00Tree of Life | A Dream FulfilledHope deferred makes the heart sick, But when the desire comes, it is a tree of life. (Proverbs 13:12 NKJV)<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyxpAb6GfBrXhxOgBPrvKbaw_Fd23538t0oRnFvMmaHrv2-Eq2FaHXSG6ldzgTRkq5pGPDiF3yMCfKFtYMi26yUOioDL3clWYUKaJ60-5Rzmf1eR065ggvdelEeuJTSaPFjOjszG59HCw/s640/blogger-image--799096626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyxpAb6GfBrXhxOgBPrvKbaw_Fd23538t0oRnFvMmaHrv2-Eq2FaHXSG6ldzgTRkq5pGPDiF3yMCfKFtYMi26yUOioDL3clWYUKaJ60-5Rzmf1eR065ggvdelEeuJTSaPFjOjszG59HCw/s640/blogger-image--799096626.jpg" /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-14057160535772246502012-08-13T10:48:00.000-05:002012-08-13T10:48:00.334-05:00"The Big Picture" | Romans 8<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="text Rom-8-28" id="en-KJV-28145">And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. </span>For whom he did foreknow, he also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brethren. Moreover whom he did predestinate, them he also called: and whom he called, them he also justified: and whom he justified, them he also glorified...For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. ~ Romans 8:28-30, 38-39 KJV</span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I remember how excited I was to paint my last depiction of our vacation last year to the mountains and area around the Vail Mountain Range of Colorado. My inspiration for this painting was an adventure on horseback early one morning. As we rode along the rocky terrain of the Four Eagle Ranch a few miles outside of Vail, our guide began to tell us it takes something like a hundred years to grow 1 inch of the sage brush that literally grew out of the rocks and covered the ground. Most of the bushes stood two or three feet tall. Some stood even higher. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As we rode along the fragrant, dusty green sage branches brushed against the legs of our horses and tickled the tips of my Chukas in the stirrup. I had never really seen anything like it. I mean yes there are sage brush and bushes here in Texas. And if you go west, there are long stretches of dry parched earth that go on as far as the eye can see. Tumbleweeds roll and pump jacks lilt back and forth in their work-a-day way. But, I have not seen anything like the growth of sage on that ranch in those rocks before. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When I returned home I began to Google pictures of Colorado Sage Brush and found a picture of a tiny brown bird called a Sage Sparrow. It sat among the branches of the sage brush with its little brown feathers laid back in relaxed peace. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I began to think a lot about that little bird and decided to paint and depict the little bird in sage through paints. I pulled out a 16x20 canvas and dialed in the landscape. I had been practicing a new learned technique of creating horizon perceptions and so my mountains reflect that very thing. Before i knew it I had the picture completely sketched in and ready to complete. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This picture sat nearly finished in my closet for about six months waiting for its owner to surface. You see, I knew the meaning of the picture, but I did not know that recipient. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Just before I took my leave from my position on staff in Pastoral Care I found the owner. The person for whom this painting was always intended. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A friend serving in a position where he met so much opposition at every turn it would be impossible not to feel beat up or beat down whichever way you find it. You see, there are times in life when we slip into a place of authority and purpose and meet opposition. Not just opposition to what we do, but literally opposition to who we are. I think of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego as well as their friend, Daniel. And, so I told my friend that I had finally settled on the painting that I would give him for his birthday, that had taken place some four months earlier. He smiled enthusiastically and said, "I can't wait to see it." </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A couple of weeks ago I delivered the painting to the Ministry Center. And the message resonated so beautifully with my heart even though it was for someone else. Perhaps it will bless you, too. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You see, I knew the passage for this painting to be Romans 8, but even then I didn't know the relationship. I shared with him in a note that I felt God wanted him to know what i had realized about this painting. The purpose of the painting was to demonstrate the delightful little bird on one of the bushes in the foreground. It is like the point of the picture is this little bitty bird in this great big picture. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Did you get that? The entire purpose of the big picture is the little bitty bird. I realized that God had positioned my friend for this particular season within the big picture of His eternal plan and that not only is my friend the focus of the picture, right now he is the reason for it. That God has His eye on Him and has not missed a moment of anything that is happening in his life. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">What is it that God might be saying to you about your place in the big picture? Perhaps you should take a moment to ask Him about that yourself. </span><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="text Heb-4-9" id="en-NKJV-30024" style="font-size: 12px;"><b>"</b></span><span class="text Heb-4-9" style="font-size: 16px;">There remains therefore a rest for the people of God. </span><span class="text Heb-4-10" id="en-NKJV-30025" style="font-size: 16px;">For he who has entered His rest has himself also ceased from his works as God did from His. </span>Let us therefore be diligent to enter that rest, lest anyone fall according to the same example of disobedience." Hebrews 4:9-12 NKJV</span></i></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">For the past three years I've had the privilege and the honor of working everyday and serving alongside some of the most passionate people in God's Kingdom with regard to the identity and freedom of His children. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><a href="http://bobhamp.com/">Bob Hamp</a> not only held the position of Executive Pastor over the department I served in, but he also has been the man I considered to be my pastor and more importantly he is a friend. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Bob recently made a journey called "Sabbatical" and without sharing too much of his story. He enjoyed a paid extended vacation where his sole purpose would be rest. Bob shared with us in a department meeting before he left that his journey of rest had a theme, "Go wherever I want, stop whenever I want and do whatever I want." Sounds like a tentative plan, right? </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">His goal to completely immerse himself in the labor of rest. He wanted disrupted sleep cycles and to lose track of days. His desire seemed to be to lose Himself in the pleasure of God. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">At that meeting members of our department settled our hearts in and engaged God to pray for Bob and his wife as they entered into rest for the first time in his professional career. One by one people began to deliver words. And by the time we had made our way around the table many of us had seen him enjoying himself as a little boy. More than a few of us saw him playing in water and one of us saw him in the "Magic Kingdom" with mouse ears on. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I saw the picture very clearly that I painted for him above. A little boy just overflowing with water being doused and immersed with joy. I told Bob that day that I could remember when my son was small and used to go out to play that something remarkable seemed to happen. When he played hard and returned home he was not tired, but instead he was re-energized and refreshed ready to go again. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"The Labor of Rest" is a heart gift for a man who has so beautifully poured his life out for the benefit of others and now is receiving the pleasure of God as he returns from a season of rest. My prayer is that he will indeed live in that place until God calls him home. </span></div>
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<i>Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, </i></div>
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<i style="vertical-align: super;">yes, you shall search about you, and you shall take your rest in safety. </i><i> </i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;">I will lift up my eyes to the hills-- From whence comes my help? </span><br />
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In January I began serving in the healing room painting what the Lord places on my heart as soft worship music plays and intercessors pray quietly over those who have come to receive healing. It is a powerful moving time of worship for me, and as I am learning through the process the paintings serve the ministers as well as those receiving ministry. </div>
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This past week, I was working on a new type of painting for me. The canvas is filled with light shades of pink, blue, and bright fluorescent yellow. I placed a yellow orb in the center of all the colors and began to pain iridescent white mingled with the yellows and pinks over the background of soft colors. As I painted one of the intercessors came to me and said, "Michelle, as I was praying over there, I could see angels on either side of you and they were taking turns whispering in your ear...It is like downloading the things of God from the throne room for you to paint." She went on to say she saw them pushing each other aside saying, "It's my turn... It's my turn..." </div>
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She said it was almost as if I could not contain what they were telling me. It was too much, and God said, "Slow down now, give her a chance to catch up." So she prayed that God would increase my capacity to contain what He is revealing to me and express it fully. </div>
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The first time I painted, "Light Has Come" flooded the canvas. I painted dark edges to the painting and then a bright yellow broad across the remaining white space. I later added the grass and trees. Before I added the trees while I was still working on the dark to light sky at the top of the painting, my friend who is an intercessor came by and said, "I like the trees." </div>
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She in fact referred to the darker border i had painted at the edge of the canvas. I shook my head. "There aren't any trees." She said, "Oh, well they look like trees to me."</div>
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As I painted I felt like God was chuckling up in heaven. He said, "There ARE Trees." </div>
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I painted two trees. one on each side of the light. There are trees. :) </div>
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Another week, I was painting dancers behind a small girl in leg braces who was praying. The dancers represented the girls prayers being answered and each of them was adorned in a color that was represented in the little girl's dress. I worked on it three weeks in the healing room. </div>
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<br />The second week, a woman in a scrubs came up and asked, "Why did you decide to paint that tonight?"</div>
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I told her that I had just seen a little girl praying and the dancers as an answer to her prayers. She went on to explain that the lady she had brought to the healing rooms was a dancer, though she was not crippled - her family had a generational issue with cancer. She said when she saw one of the dancers in the picture she knew it was her friend. As she continued, she gave an interpretation for her friend. She realized as the woman prayed that she would no longer be focused on what was wrong, but on God instead. </div>
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On another occasion, as I painted "Waves of Hope" one of the intercessors came to me afterward and said that she kept praying for peace, and that they needed hope in the room, others have said they pray for the people who sit in front of the paintings to receive the message of the painting. </div>
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I will post more of the ministry paintings as I complete them. <b>They are available for sale after being included in a 2-3 month rotation on display at the ministry rooms. </b></div>
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Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. <sup><span style="color: black;"> </span></sup>For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. </div>
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Praying that you are blessed with joy, peace, love and all the blessings of Christ this Christmas and throughout the coming new year. Much love, M.<br />
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[Original Mixed Media on Paper (Pencil and Ink), (c) Michelle Bentham 2011. "They Called Him Jesus," All Rights Reserved.]Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-82223690339126741352011-11-25T19:21:00.001-06:002011-12-04T12:54:10.296-06:00Dancing Waters (Matthew 14:22-36)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Dancing Waters... </b>A couple of weeks ago I sat down at my easel and turned up the worship music and began to paint. The end result thrilled and mesmerized me. As I finished the painting a couple of days later I found myself returning again and again to the story of Peter and the disciples in the boat during the storm.<br />
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Jesus did not go with them as their boat left the shore, and then in the fourth watch of the night a storm comes up and begins to rock the boat of disciples. Imagine these seasoned fisherman on the water late at night - the darkness and storm consuming them as the waves rise and fall tossing the boat to and fro. Perilous moments.<br />
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Immediately Jesus made His disciples get into the boat and go before Him to the other side, while He sent the multitudes away. And when He had sent the multitudes away, He went up on the mountain by Himself to pray. Now when evening came, He was alone there. But the boat was now in the middle of the sea, tossed by the waves, for the wind was contrary. Now in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went to them, walking on the sea. And when the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, "It is a ghost!" And they cried out for fear.<br />
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And Peter answered Him and said, "Lord, if it is You, command me to come to You on the water." <br />
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But when he saw that the wind <i>was</i> boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink he cried out, saying, "Lord, save me!" <br />
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Then those who were in the boat came and worshiped Him, saying, "Truly You are the Son of God." <br />
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When they had crossed over, they came to the land of Gennesaret. And when the men of that place recognized Him, they sent out into all that surrounding region, brought to Him all who were sick, and begged Him that they might only touch the hem of His garment. And as many as touched <i>it</i> were made perfectly well. <br />
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A few weeks ago I was sitting in the back rows of the auditorium at Gateway Church as my pastor, friend and cousin... Oh, and did I mention he happens to be one of my oversights as well... Taught on what it means to have "Appetite for the Eternal." It is one of my favorite teachings offered at an event we call KAIROS.<br />
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KAIROS is a two day Freedom Ministries event. It is worship intensive with a focus on inner healing, both spiritual and emotional. For two days hundreds of people gather, worship, receive and often break so that healing can begin.<br />
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As I sat listening to the up and down tones of Alan's voice delivering a message that speaks to the deep places in my heart, a picture began to take shape. I dislodged my sketch book and pencil case from my tote bag and opened to a fresh clean page. I began giving line and shape to the images coming to life inside my mind.<br />
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At the end of the class, my picture was complete. I inked in the lines with a Sharpie marker and asked God who should receive it. I heard, "Julie."<br />
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My friend Julie works one office space up from me in the halls of Pastoral Care. Four times a year we host the event called KAIROS and Julie administratively manages & coordinates every detail from the pre-event registration and prayer team right down to the snacks we eat and the play by play, minute to minute activity and details that are drawn up in plans over several months throughout the year. Julie takes care of the details so that KAIROS is a fresh, safe atmosphere where people come to recieve.<br />
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I heard God say, "People are free because Julie takes care of the details."<br />
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This one is for Julie - because she has a heart to see people free and orchestrates an atmosphere of freedom by coordinating the event in such a way that the atmosphere and details provide ministry as much as the gifted speakers and teams who pray and speak. I love how God makes us fit together. He is all about the details!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16192231917797056935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142513417985853744.post-5607166746173548212011-10-17T13:01:00.005-05:002012-03-19T10:55:51.879-05:00He Rises with Healing in His Wings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">But to you who fear My name The Sun of Righteousness shall arise With healing in His wings; And you shall go out And grow fat like stall-fed calves. You shall trample the wicked, For they shall be ashes under the soles of your feet On the day that I do <i>this,"</i> Says the Lord of hosts.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><b>Malachi 4:2-3 (NKJV) </b></span><br />
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This painting is particularly close to my heart. I did not realize it was so until I began painting it and my daughter reminded me that I've been drawing and coloring with markers or pen some form of this painting for some 15 years now. Last night, after I reached a stopping point, I sat in front of the painting and let it minister to my heart.<br />
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I realized as tears broke free that this painting represents a part of my journey that is somewhat complete. As I said, I have been using some form of that heart with wings for years, but the picture has never had the meaning it has for me as I sit here today.<br />
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This painting has a number of parts. The first - obvious is that Heart with wings. This represents the Sun of Righteousness in Malachi 2, or Jesus, who carries healing in His wings. When I pictured this painting before I began it on Sunday, I pictured it with real feathers. Last night as I painted, I began to position the feathers and felt torn - I loved the idea of REAL FEATHERS, but I also loved the feel and look of the feathers that were taking shape as I worked and reworked the white and azure paints on my palette.<br />
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I finally submitted it to my covering, my husband, and he said, "Don't use the feathers."<br />
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DONE. Then came the healing pieces. The last thing I added were the drops of water. They represent the healing rain of God. The three pieces represent three areas of restoration where God has delivered significant healing to me.<br />
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God redeems the time. In Joel it says He will give back the years the locusts have eaten. I have experienced God's redemption of time in my own life in many ways. I feel like a kid again more than anything. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"The key of the house of David I will lay on his shoulder; So he shall open, and no one shall shut; And he shall shut, and no one shall open. I will fasten him <i>as</i> a peg in a secure place, And he will become a glorious throne to his father's house."<b> </b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><b><b>Isaiah 22:22-23 (NKJV)</b></b></span></div>
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Revelation 3 includes a commendation to the church in Philadelphia that includes a quote of this verse. It is a beautiful testimony to the faithfulness of God even when times are difficult. He will bring you through every fiery trail and heal all your wounds. Healing and Deliverance is about shutting the door on the past and its pain while allowing God to open you up to a whole new reality and revelation of who He is and what He has for you, His beloved.<br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: small;"><b><span style="color: #134f5c;">Have you ever had the strong sense that something was coming. Something new waits just beyond the Horizon and You are on the cusp of a grand new adventure with God? That is the heart behind "Something New." I painted it as a gift for a friend who is cresting her new season even as we speak. Please stop by again as I will posting new paintings on a regular basis. </span> </b></span> </div>
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