Thursday, May 21, 2009

What's your donkey?


One of my favorite bible stories is the one in Numbers 22:21-34. Ya know, the one where an Angel of the Lord with sword in hand stood in the path of Balaam on his donkey? The donkey would not pass because she saw the Angel, and eventually, laid down. Balaam was so mad, he beat her to get her to move. So the Lord opened the donkeys mouth....oh you'll just have to read the rest yourself!
What's my point? That the Lord uses all of his creation to speak to us, AND to save our lives.

32 The angel of the LORD asked him, "Why have you beaten your donkey these three times? I have come here to oppose you because your path is a reckless one before me. " 33 The donkey saw me and turned away from me these three times. If she had not turned away, I would certainly have killed you by now, but I would have spared her."

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Creator

When was the last time we looked up and realized how small we are?

When was the last time we thought how all of this is for us?

My God is bigger than all seven oceans...
and all the heavens.




My God can never be contained...



Thursday, May 7, 2009

i-65

I am destined to always be on the road...

Monday, May 4, 2009

Little child eyes

When life is young, the world seems so much smaller. But every detail is noticed;
and a hug means more than a friendly hello...or goodbye.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Friday, April 17, 2009

Self titled

I think this photo can be anything anyone wants it to be. So i leave it up for discussion, and for your own little imagination to drift away with the clouds.....
What does it show you?

-It was such a lovely day, everything was just turning green. But i can't help but notice the tinge of sadness in this photo; a content sadness.-

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

In precious memory


May the angels rejoice at your return,
and the Lord's embrace give you peace.

You served with love,
and shall always remain in our hearts.

With all my love, i say good bye.

4-8-09
Jeannette Scherzinger
My great grandmother.