I wait. On the Father. The creator of all including me and everything about me.
In Exodus it says “…3 and I have filled him with the Spirit of God, with wisdom, with understanding, with knowledge and with all kinds of skills— 4 to make artistic designs for work in gold, silver and bronze, 5 to cut and set stones, to work in wood, and to engage in all kinds …”.
When I am led to create, I create at the inspiration of the Holy Spirit. And when I am at told to rest. I rest. In my rest, it is my time to seek Him more. To love His more. It’s my time to give back. To practice the next step in becoming more like Him.
And then ta-ta-dah! The paintings begin again. Better. Deeper. More.


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