This is 2-of-3. She has the most compassionate heart for hurting people.
I admire that so much.
And I love her. That is all. 
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Canon Rebel XTi, 50mm, 1/2.8, 1/250, ISO 200. Edited with CS5.
(I gave Rita’s Perfect Portrait 3 a try for the first time on this image.
The action is free at The CoffeeShop Blog.)
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What does a woman do when she comes to the end?
It doesn’t really matter what the end is…any end means change. And I don’t know about you, but change makes me uncomfortable.
Unless the change is my idea…then I’m all for it!
Life isn’t like that though, and our Father has a way of bringing change to us in order to cause change in us…so that we might step beyond the end.
“I feel like I’m standing at the edge of something…something that takes a step into the unknown…perhaps something I’ve never truly taken…a real step of faith.”
I wrote the above about 5 months ago…when I knew change was at hand and I felt a desire to share the end and the beginning and the in between. His message…the thoughts and ideas and impressions from my Abba that whisper in the quiet.
The things I’m absolutely certain are from Him.
At least at first I’m certain.
Then comes the doubt…the other whispers that say “who am I to think I could speak His words into anyone else?…It’s not God, it’s just your imagination.”
Lies, I know. But we women have a long history of acting according to the lies we’re told.
But occasionally I risk and share the words. They’re here and there, scattered among the photos and family stuff and personal goals.
They’re actually quite well hidden…unintentionally intentional perhaps.
Perhaps afraid for anyone to see my words.
Perhaps afraid that no one will.
On the edge of change, afraid to be seen, afraid to remain unseen, but with a faith in a Father who proves Himself time and again and promises the incredible…
Don’t be afraid…you are Mine. I have called you and I will hold your hand. (Isaiah 43:1, 41:13)
He holds my hand.
He…holds…my…hand!
He had those words penned thousands of years ago for me…for us…we women who want little more than for someone to hold our hands when we are afraid.
And so I step again, my little girl hand enveloped in the grasp of my Father.
Hold on tight Abba!
As timid as it is, my heart is to serve Him and his daughters as He leads. The She Speaks Conference is about exactly that…”women connecting the hearts of women to the heart of our Father God.”
Perhaps you also have a heart to share, to pour into the souls of other women. The She Speaks Conference is a place “where you will receive the tools and the confidence to answer God’s call on your life.” Just click on the button to learn more.
Also, Ann Voskamp (one thousand gifts) is offering a scholarship to She Speaks 2011. She tells of this “gathering of mentors” here, as well as the scholarship details. I also encourage you to visit her regularly at a holy experience.
Kim Klassen has a new link up starting this week…Texture Tuesday…where we can share what we’re doing with her textures and see what others are doing too. Whoo hoo!! More ideas to feed my texture addiction. =)
For this week I used life’s good on a couple of layers on overlay and screen and brushed most of them off the flowers and pots. So much fun!
Join us for more texture love at…
Everybody’s talking about it…the winter that just won’t end. We went from mid 70′s to more snow within a day last week, and they’re forecasting snow again tonight. We’re not used to this here in Missouri…
While the snow’s been beautiful, I’m as ready as anybody for some sunshine and warmer weather. But until then, these pretty little daffodils on my windowsill are providing a sunny contrast to the weather outside…with their own forecast of brighter days to come.
Linking up over at Darcy’s for
Doubt and inadequacy.
We all feel them. Lately they’ve become a recurring theme in the back of my mind, sometimes pushing to the forefront making me feel like I’m being foolish and should just quit.
But…
With arm around me and finger under my chin, My loving Father gently turns my face away from the doubt and back toward Him.
It continually amazes me the things He uses. This morning it was today’s post from Seth Godin. It’s an odd thing to be moved to tears while grinning…but that’s what happens when I recognize that soft Touch, that tender Pressure.
The Lifter of my head.
Abba, thank you for Your gracious re-direction.
How does He turn your head?
“But You, O Lord, are a shield about me,
my Glory, and the lifter of my head.”
~ Psalm 3:3 ~
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