The Master Artist

A couple of nights ago whilst unable to fall asleep, a million things whizzed through my mind so a very bright-eyed and bushy-tailed me picked up a book that a dear friend had given to me. ‘Come Away My Beloved’ by Frances J. Roberts. I just knew I had to share what I read. It was so beautifully impactful and poignant.
The story was called, ‘The Master Artist’

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Are you Drive-through or Designer Dining?

Today’s post comes from a metaphor I thought of to help some of my friends through some rough patches. Quite often I have a heart-broken and unhappy face staring at me for answers. Often I don’t have them, and every now and then a genius metaphor comes to mind…
This particular metaphor has put a lot of things in perspective for me and quite a few of my friends. It goes something like this. ‘Are you Drive-Through or are you Designer Dining?’

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The Art Of Overcoming

This past weekend has been a rough one, with extreme highs and extreme lows. I love being creative and find doing something arty so therapeutic. I see a psychologist once a month since the attack (initially once a week) and she has encouraged me to be creative as a form of relaxation. I find writing this blog to be quite therapeutic too. Thanks:)
Today I took some time to be creative and reflect on this last weekend. I have such incredible friends who have prayed me through the toughest of times.

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Scars, Hugs and Coffee

I am pretty sure that Gary Chapman, the author of The Five Love Languages, missed out on a sixth love language – ‘ Drinking Coffee!’ For me, there’s something so special about sitting across the table from someone, savouring a cup of java and ‘connecting’. I am a sucker for good conversation, so I feel so blessed when I am taken out for coffee, or when I in turn get to take someone for a coffee.  Even having someone make me a cup of coffee within my own home, makes me feel blessed (my mom provides lots of beverage blessings!).

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