Got down to the swatch today. Some colours are different – in the pan, and on paper.
I could never tell.
Water makes the paint dance. The colours have a mind of their own.
I don’t quite understand.
In any case, was quite pleased.
They asked me some interesting, pointed questions.
Amused. A bit stunned too, at how close to home one question struck.
The innocence of children!
“No one knows how a road will unfold.” – Ann Voskamp
I Am Thine, O Lord (Gateway Worship)
I am thine, O Lord
I have heard thy voice,
and it told thy love to me;
but I long to rise in the arms of faith
and be closer drawn to thee
There are depths of love
that I cannot know
till I cross the narrow sea;
there are heights of joy
that I may not reach
till I rest in peace with thee