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I was awakened last night to pray for a friends family who have been inundated with the wolves of hell coming upon their family members in the form of cancer. As I listened, after I prayed, I heard “he will not die.” I relayed the message adding in my own 2 cents worth that great, he came to know Jesus after all. I was met with that the brother’s terminal diagnosis was to be a long term diagnosis and no longer imminent. My takeaway? My 2 cents brought to my mind how many times I passed up picking it up on the parking lot and its by Gods design and grace of when we pass on. For this particular fellow? He has a calling to minister to others with his same mindset. And 1 or 2 of those just might be the next Billy Graham.

! i have to share this dream and ask for discernment. I was at my daughter and SILs house and brought a group of others with me for a bible study. We were sitting in her living room and as I went upstairs to use her bathroom, I saw a woman who had come with her daughter already up there with a pen and paper writing things down. I asked her what she was doing? She replied that she was taking notes to report the code violations. I took her notepad away and then told her to go downstairs, get her bag, to thank her hosts for their hospitality, and to get out. I went to use the bathroom and then went downstairs as well. I saw her trying to slip away unnoticed. I called over to him - the woman was now a man - and insisted he thank his hosts and to tell them to their face his intentions. He refused. I insisted. He then tried to minimize what he was doing but made excuses. I interrupted his excuses and told him that any violations were not possible as all points in their building were inspected and approved. I again insisted that he own his deceitful intentions. He got angry and turned away. I reached out to turn him back and I could feel that his right arm was much smaller than his left. As I touched him he started convulsing and his head turned a bright shade of green. I then grabbed him into my arms, looked into his face and repeated over and over "in the name of Jesus come out!" I was calm but angry. I could see. I could feel. I could hear every part of this and could think about each part of this dream while seeing me as well in the dream. At one point as I was sitting in the living room joining in the bible study, I suggested that next time we could have it at my house. But a woman said my house was too small. I looked around at this big room I was in and saw every corner and agreed. Your thoughts?

Isaiah 6:8  Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I. Send me!” is the name of this piece. Once an unworthy messenger; but now washed clean in His forgiveness and desiring to serve the Lord in whatever way possible even while still in the . Isaiah 40:31 But those who trust in the LORD will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.

More from my path… Today I awoke to my morning note that treats me on the days that my finally retired Du goes into work to “play” with the big boy toys. On the mornings he is home we read the meditation for the day and then the Bible. Then we pray (fitting in the Jabez prayer) and talk a bit. Today it was just me and the dog having Jesus time. And today the war… the babies… the atrocities… even the anguished cries to God to intervene got the best of me. I cannot process it all, I was left absolutely bereft. As the shofar sang out, my heart lurches and the tears fell as I cried out “JESUS!! Please intervene. Save the babies. All of them. In your eyes we are but babies. But we are all your babies.” And then! my phone rang. It was Du, “Hey! ummm sorry my phone fell out of my pocket and called you.” I said, “Thats okay and be safe. Love you.” We hung up and the Holy Spirit said, “It begins with your own.” Whoa! Its crazy cool when God instant messages you. 😱 And then He added… “It isn’t Do your best. It is DO!!! YOUR… BEST!” #artontheoutskirts #tradesecretsofaseer #godisincontrol #itstartswithus

Luke 23:43, Jesus answered him, “Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise.” People argue over this saying there is to be a comma after today instead of you and will use 1 Thessalonians 4:16 to back their thinking that “…and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first.” I asked God about it last night as I went to bed. Actually I cast this care upon Him and said “let me know for I am not going to dwell on this.” And awoke around 2:20 from a dream of seeing my little sister. She passed tragically too long ago and I was shocked!! absolutely shocked at seeing her!! She looked young, vibrant, healthy. Just as tall, just as beautiful, her eyes sparkled brightly and she kind of glowed! And I said, “hey! I thought you died! What are you doing here?” She replied with a smile and that laugh of hers, “Died? I didn’t die! I am here.” Sure beats the arguments and the dream the night before of chocolate frosting. 😉 #artontheoutskirts #jesuslovesme #tradesecretsofaseer

God surely listens! I have been missing playing but didn’t want the bulk of a piano. So I put the desire away and did other things. But it still lingered like an unfulfilled dream. Then I started praying the Prayer of Jabez again but this time left my wishlist to myself. And two things caused this fulfillment… 1/ someone rummaged through their basement stash and “decided” after years to sell this keyboard. And 2/ I “on a whim happened” across it. I bought it sight unseen or ears unheard and you know what? Its even true piano key sized! So hearing God and God hearing you is certainly a reality. 🎶 Thank you Jesus! I absolutely love it! 😀 Let me play for you 🎶 Jabez was not using prayer as a formula to get something from God, rather He was calling upon God to help him accomplish the promises of God’s provision and leading in our lives. The Prayer of Jabez, 1 Chronicles 4:10 “Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, “Oh that You would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.” And God granted his request.”

Yesterday physical pain collided with emotional pain and there were a lot of tears. As I cried, I could hear in my memory someone once saying “cry it out and be done with it.” Harsh. It sounded calloused. It felt calloused. It was calloused. Thats not how compassion is served. That is not serving Jesus-style. And now I have something “new” to give to Jesus. Interesting how much newer I get the farther down the path I go. Whats really interesting is as I was shown by the Holy Spirit, when anothers ugliness leaves a mark on us, it is akin to the stories of leprosy. Ewww! But!!! A man with leprosy came and knelt before him and said, “Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean.” Matthew 8:2 “One to clean up Lord!” 🚀

I had an interesting dream last night. It was about the fringe kind of people or those that lurk on the perimeter of my life that even though I have loved them dearly, they have yet gotten close enough to me to smell the scent of shampoo in my hair. A hard lesson to absorb but Lord here I am!! The Prayer of Jabez 9 Now Jabez was more honorable than his brothers. His mother had named him Jabez, saying, “Because I bore him in pain.” 10And Jabez called out to the God of Israel, “If only You would bless me and enlarge my territory! May Your hand be with me and keep me from harm, so that I will be free from pain.” And God granted the request of Jabez. As I mentioned I am utilizing this cry to God from 1 Chronicles 4 again and it appears that I am to learn more and go deeper and to not just look at physical pain. And yes! the financial blessings have been incredible, including materials to build an insulated shop in the shed. Who doesn’t appreciate the prosperity part right? But with it comes great responsibility such as tithing and making good choices. I once heard a scenario of “if each person in the world were given - tax free - a gift of 1 million dollars tomorrow that 1 year from tomorrow each persons reality would be exactly the same as it is today. The philosophy of this has impacted most decisions I have made since then. Anyways then, what The Prayer of Jabez also brings with it is a deeper realization in our contact with others. Yes, we all love to embrace the image of our living, loving, compassionate Jesus but its a rare conversation of His walking away from the horde of those who only looked for the free meal. Not only did Jesus himself walk away from people on occasion, He allowed them to walk away from Him. It is now more of me handing more of me over to God. Its hard, but it’s an interesting billboard on my path. The now lesser of weighty reality has not affected my scale yet. -Denise

Ephesians 4: 13  This work must continue until we are all joined together in the same faith and in the same knowledge of the Son of God. We must become like a mature person, growing until we become like Christ and have his perfection. This is Convergence. Keep the faith, even if. Luke 21:31 – “So likewise ye, when ye see these things come to pass, know ye that the kingdom of God is nigh at hand.”

It is who I am. I was born this way. I knew it from my earliest memory. Creating from that which is within my imagination is the exhale to the inhale of the air that sustains me. As far as growing as an artist, my abilities to carry out my imagination has grown. But then I recalled a painting I did that when I finished I was actually a little sad as it seemed to be my greatest piece - to date. I had conveyed on canvas what was in my thoughts fairly well. But actually it was an ignorant assumption on my part and only the beginning of a loving communion between the Holy Spirit and myself. I now look upon that painting and the first of many love letters.

While the guys hauled in the docks, us girls were chilling out in the warm cabin looking out upon then in the lake and watching the snow twinkle off of their faces. I sat there in this rare empty day in a full house with my daughter, my daughter in law and four granddaughters teaching latch hooking and crocheting while singling along to the little chicks music (Taylor Swift style 🙄) and thinking we are all going to remember this afternoon for the rest of our lives. It’s pretty much what it’s all about. Not money. Not things. Hearts. And allll of us one with Jesus.The best part was sitting on the floor behind each one with my arms wrapped around them and hands in hands turning and weaving the hook thru the yarn. One says “oh gram you smell so good” ❤️ It was the gift of being in this moment. In this time. With these people. Without agenda. Without plans. The inalienable right to sometimes just be. Watching life just unfold. Without control. Priceless. I saw my lineage. Those who went before me. Those that come after me. All in Christ. And I liked what I saw. My plate is as full as my heart. 🎶and I think to myself what a wonderful world... oh yeahhhh🎶

the news… the left… the right… politics, religion, conspiracies… where is the truth? what would Jesus do? He would say, ““Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” Luke 23:34 They were so sure they were right in what they said and were doing… they were so wrong. and yet He insists that we respond in love. like He does. and give “them” to Him to work on while we are to practice “If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, leave that home or town and shake the dust off your feet.” Matthew 10:14

Today the Bible verse of the day app suggested to spend 4-6 minutes just sitting with God. I agreed. Beautiful music commenced and I imagined myself sitting next to Him. What happened next was the “what if” realization of seeing God in my reality and hearing His voice audibly. He said “Ask me anything you like.” I thought… questions popped into my thoughts about why this, why that, what to do now, what to do next, the pain in my body, the pain in my heart, the losses, the sadnesses, the joys, the successes, and they flitted away as easily as they arrived. When it came right down to it, I had nothing to ask. I just wanted to sit with Him. And let my love rise up to Him.

While in a tourist shop yesterday purchasing a gift, I changed my mind in mid transaction and requested the whole thing be voided out. It was ill met by the cashier who had not only rang up the wrong cheaper price but “fixed” it by adding another charge to it. She would not give me back my card till the sale was approved as I asked her again to void it out. She refused. What came next out of her could only be likened as a percussion blast. I was taken aback by her sheer force as our eyes engaged. And people were watching. I took the package and left as I attempted to knock the dust off my sandals per Matthew 10:14, “If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, leave that home or town and shake the dust off your feet.” We went to the truck and drove off and yet I could not shake the experience. As I gave it to God, an acquaintance came to my thoughts of a hostile but God-fearing woman who had blasted me many times, lots of issues, in much the same manner. Why these two ladies resembled each other! Hmmm… I wonder if it was her?? But wrong state. As we drove, Du finally asked “need help with this?” “Yes! Please pray on me!” He put his hand on my head and asked God to take away the blast, to bless me, and to deal with the lady. And within minutes, peace resumed in my thinking. What I am left with is this… As this transpired, it was like an out of body experience of watching her manager sit on a stool behind her watching her actions. His arms were folded across his chest and he observed. A discerning came through of evil training evil. Weird, but true. Just as I knew that she was “in for it” when I left. Was this a simple event of someone having a bad day? No, I don’t think so. Even if it were, I knew deep in my gut, not to engage but to retreat. Cowardice? No, meekness. There is incredible power bestowed upon us via the Holy Spirit when we back down and turn the other cheek while walking away. The gift of retreating is an open invitation to God to our gaining a greater freedom and surrender to His plan. Did it feel weird? Yep! Did I like it? Nope! But I was smart enough to not stand there and take it. Thats a huge lesson! Why? I have been a Type A in a community of Type B’s for as long as I can recall. And it is now on my plate to adapt a bit of B for myself. Why? Because the end of days is at hand and God meant it when He said, “Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.” Matthew 5:5. This is where Jesus was teaching about people whose mindsets had been conditioned by the world around them. And then the Holy Spirit brought to my thoughts a few occasions where God dealt with those who caused hurt. I speak truth when I say that it is rarely pleasant to see one reap what they sewed. And why I choose instead to pray for God to “love the meanness out of them.” So with that… Father God, love the vileness out of her and cause her to be a loving magnet for you. In Jesus name, Amen.

I had an amazing but hard dream last night. I was in a white bed (in Gods arms) with a great pressure on my heart (a heartache) and He was sitting beside me as my doctor and has been monitoring the situation I am in and ready to make a move if and when necessary. I woke up and read the Bible verse for the day. it was from Proverbs 11: 25, “the liberal soul shall be made fat and be that watereth shall be watered also himself.” And then! I heard the song Beautiful World by Louis Armstrong and was catapulted back to lying in my grams arms as we listened to him sing in her little black and white tv. I gloried in the memories of the moment when this time stood still and I absorbed the love that would help carry me through many trials. https://youtu.be/CWzrABouyeE And I heard Jesus say “my child you are beautifully and wonderfully made. There is no flaw in you. I love you.” And sent me this video clip and said “you have never played it small for me. Thank you.” https://instagram.com/stories/deniserenee_artontheoutskirts/2767676530162168233?utm_source=ig_story_item_share&utm_medium=copy_link Thank you Jesus for my life. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Amen. Oh yeahhhhh….