Melissa

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This painting is named after my dear friend Melissa Davis McEachin for her encouraging words, her faith in Jesus Christ and her willingness to listen to The Holy Spirit.

That sums up everything I have to say tonight.

Waiting To Dance

This is another dancer painting for the Lafayette show on May 10th.  I love the texture of her tutu.  It reminds me of a big poof of feathers.  My girls would have loved playing dress-up in it years ago.

On another note, I want to update you on the progress of fundraising for our Cambodia trip.  This time last week, I was very discouraged as to if we were going to be able to raise enough money for all three of us to go.  I emailed an individual also going, telling him how my faith was wavering.  He encouraged me and reminded me that faith was the evidence of things not seen.  I shared with him how I know without a doubt that God wants us on this mission trip, and I was just going to stand firm and believe He would provide a way for us.  Well, just six days later, we have raised almost half of the cost.  Many friends have been very generous, I sold a large painting I forgot about, and Grace has been selling headbands she made to her friends.  I can't express enough my appreciation to my friends and I stand amazed at how awesome our God is.

Trois Danseurs

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The other day, I was talking to a friend, and we were discussing a house that a couple are building.  I made the comment "why do two people need a house that big?".  My friend looked at me and said, "why does it matter to you?  If they want it and can afford it, that's their business."  You know, he was right, and it made me think about what was behind my comment.  Envy and a judgmental attitude were two things that came to mind.  Then, it got me thinking how quick some of us (me) are to make negative comments or insinuations about others in our everyday conversations.  How eager are we to hear the latest "dirt" on someone, often even relishing in the facts, or share something about them out of "concern"?  Somehow it makes us feel better about ourselves.  But what if the tables were turned?  Would we want others to be doing the same to us?  I know I wouldn't.  Is it really a "Christ attitude" we are having? No.  Oh, how we love gossip!  It's something to think about, isn't it?

Clara

I was reading my daughter Gwynn's blog tonight, and was so amazed by her ability to put down her thoughts that I wanted to share them with you.  She and her best friend Emily have a blog called DREAMING OF VERONA  at http://secretsandshakespeare.tumblr.com/   They write about their dreams, joys, and heartaches.  I think it is wonderful.

Words on paper.

Writing. There is nothing quite like it. In my personal opinion, it is the best way to express oneself. Or at least myself. Sometimes when I’m thinking or daydreaming, I imagine my thoughts as words on a piece of paper. I am constantly writing poems in my head… Or at least a few lines of them. I will be walking down the sidewalk and see a bird in the distance or a flower peeking though the pavement and I will begin to write a story or a poem about what I think it means or how I think it’s feeling. All in my head. Some may consider it a strange thing to do, but I love it. I just think it’s a lovely way for my thoughts to be consumed.
I sometimes find myself struggling with expressing my thoughts and feelings with verbal words alone, so I just like to write them all down or imagine I’m writing them all down in my head. Because to me… Expressing my words through writing instead of verbally is not only easier, but is as pure and innocent as can be. Writing is also a tremendous escape I use when I’m upset or scared or heartbroken or just coping with a tough situation. If I need to get something off my chest or I need to vent about something, but I don’t want to trouble others with my problems, writing it down on a piece of paper is what I’ve found to be most effective. It’s sort of like having a conversation… But with your own heart and mind. There have been many times when I have just been so devastated from facing different sorts of troubles in my life where all I want to do is just run up to my room, lock my door, rip open my journal, and just write about it. Writing. There is just nothing quite like it. With love, Gwynn

Gwynndolyn

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A lot has been going on at the Prewitt household.  That is why I haven't posted in over a month.  We finally moved into the house that we renovated.  That, plus cleaning out our old one took weeks.  It would seem that considering the fact we have lived in seven different houses in the past six years, we would have weeded out a lot of stuff, but it only seemed to have multiplied.  We do have the art of moving down pat though.  It is just the cleaning out that has been time consuming.

I've been asked to participate in The Big Easel art show in Lafayette, LA, which is on May11th, so I've been painting when ever I can.  This painting is one that I will be showing there.  I've decided that whatever I sell will go towards the mission work at The Hard Places in Cambodia that I have the privilege of being a part of this June.  Twelve of us from our church will be going to Phnom Penh to minister to children who are either at risk of being sold for sexual exploitation, are currently being sold or have already been rescued.  I am so blessed to be able to serve The Lord in this way.  I will keep you  updated as things proceed.

Thanks for continuously checking my blog, even when I haven't posted in so long.