Mountain reflections: what do you mirror?

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Whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely and admirable, excellent and praiseworthy think on THESE things.  Philippians 4:8

People have commented that I am always smiling.  Always happy.  The last time was just last week.  I responded it was because I loved Jesus and Jesus is in my heart.  Sometimes He’s really deep down inside my heart meaning I don’t always reflect my joy but He’s always there.  Why don’t I always reflect my joy?  I think I wobble a bit and lose my moorings when I lose sight of the good God has poured into my life and cease to be grateful.  There are plenty of things in the news that are alarming, distressing, infuriating, dismaying.  But God says don’t be preoccupied with those things that strike your heart with fear and rage.  God is bigger than your worst fears.  He says don’t be afraid.  Cast all your cares on Him because He cares for you.

Art in stages part 1: toddler in crib

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I really want to learn to paint people well but I don’t want to take classes; though I’m sure I would benefit from it, because I just don’t want to hassel trucking supplies,  driving to and from then spending a couple hours.  It represents a chunk of time I feel guilty taking when my help is needed elsewhere.  So I found lovely paintings in a calender and have begun to try my

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hand at copying the style.  This first picture shows my start on the left and the calendar painting on the right.  Isn’t it just too precious?!

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There are those days:who says the dentist isn’t fun?

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Yikes!  Honestly I was a good sport but in my mind I had to fight off a panic attack.  I salivate like a saint bernard and my jaws were never meant to open that wide.  With all that, I feel like I can’t swallow enough and am near drowning on my back with both of the dentist’s hands in my mouth.  Top that off with a nerve that refuses to numb despite repeated shots and you have a drilling torture chamber.  His final words were “Just hang in there.  I’ll be done soon.”   This nighmare took 2 hours and 20 minutes of my precious time off.  Boohoo!  Sigh.   But on the bright side, because I knew I was going to be a hot mess I minimized the misery by telling the dentist I needed a bite block to rest my jaws and I wanted to hold the suction so I wouldnt feel like I was drowning.  This is what they brought out: an “isolight” that comes with a silicone bite guard so I can swallow, a flange that shields the back of my mouth from the shrapnel when he drills, built in suction and a light.  I was not in dental heaven but it was a definite upgrade from hell to purgatory.

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