"It makes perfect sense", said a friend of mine. "Everything has an opposite. You are sad but your spirit is seeking the opposite emotion for balance's sake. Joy and sorrow, good and evil--opposites". Hmmmm...interesting thought, with what seems to be a bit of truth. But not for me. I believe God alone is truly good, and He has no opposite. Evil, or satan if you will, is not His opposite, and certainly not His equal. God is above all. His love conquers all. This I know to be true. My spirit did not seek Him. He sought me. He saw me as I was/am and loves me just the same. He sees me/us as we were intended to be--His plan--should we choose the life that's offered. His Spirit transcends everything, even this imperfect attempt to describe a love so immense that it cannot be contained.When I look at this painting now, I remember my earthly dad, and cling to my heavenly one.
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When my dad died, I was desperately hurt and disappointed in God. My last talk with Dad had left me in doubt as to what He believed. I wondered how I could live the rest of my life not knowing for sure whether Dad was in heaven. I cried out my pain in prayer, and I heard Him say, "Trust in Me. Trust in my love, for you, for your dad. I love him more than you. Entrust him to Me." And I did. And I have. And I'm not worried. Dad is safe in God's hands.
So I'm with you, Jodi. His love conquers all.
Your painting is filled with life!
Amen and amen! (((Jodi))) As you cling, may you feel Him clinging right back - which makes it sound like saran wrap - but Who better to keep you fresh?
Amen. So glad to have the reminder. I love it that you reminded me that He has no equal. Hugs to you friend!
I think your art was an acknowledgement that regardless of your emotions or life's circumstances or doubts, your spirit will continue to worship HIM and cling to HIS promises of goodness, purity and justice. I think your spirit was just a little ahead of your grief. :)
Beautiful painting. I've had Chris Rice's song, "Indescribable" playing for the past couple of days. This post is another affirmation of the fact that there is no description for the love He has for us.
perfect gift.
perfect beauty.
this painting is beautiful even though it was creating in your pain...remember my own dad who died just 2 months ago...clinging to my heaven father, too...
...the oil of joy for mourning. Beautiful. Thanks for posting this and telling its story.
...When I look at this painting now, I remember my earthly dad, and cling to my heavenly one... wow - beautiful - and beautiful painting - and i think we can express our emotions so well by being creative - no matter if it's painting or writing or making music or whatever..
I think your painting is a beautiful expression of your love. You have written with such wisdom. There is no one like our God.
oh, this is gorgeous art, jodi. and i'm tearing up... God loving you, and now us, through art. mending through brush-strokes. i'm loving your posts...
beauty for ashes
peace for fear
gladness for mourning
peace for despair
holy paradoxes
love this...
truly amazing... thank you for sharing. Loving your blog, I will be exploring a bit now.
i find it interesting, that i drew and colored and created away after my dad died too. it used to be my most favorite thing to do....when i was a girl. i am almost ready, to do it again!!!!
xoxo
His love stands alone. Beautiful Jodi.
Ruth V
Amen, evil is restrained and will one day be banished. Thank God for His faithfulness in suffering, "though the sorrow may last for the night His joy comes in the morning."
Beautiful truth, I enjoy your words filled with grace. You are so gifted and talented what a beautiful painting as well!
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him may you over flow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Romans 15:13
gifted painter,
I love the colours you've used
not only do you paint with a brush but with your words
I concur! God has no opposite, and good conquers evil. Thank you for affirming this truth!
This is such beautiful truth. I am especially moved by these words: "My spirit did not seek him. He sought me."
It's so true! Sometimes I forget these things and when I'm reminded I feel like I'm hearing it for the first time.
i love the art that you were able to release, the worship that came forth in such grief. He is indeed the comforter of all, and your worship honors Him, and your dad.
Jodi
Beautiful post, beautiful art. Your words speak the truth = there is only the divine light of the creator. when we live in the moment shed our worries, our fears, -- and let the light and love of the creator shine in, then the moment precludes worry of the unchangeable past and the uncontrollable future.
Like you I blog to share the love of art for it all flows through us from the ultimate creator of all sentient beings.
Have a lovely week end, and thank you comparing me to Keats, wow,
Cheers,
Joanny
Beautiful grace-filled words, Jodi! And I love your painting. What a lovely place this is. May God continue to bless you and others through your writing and art.
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