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Showing posts with label text messages. Show all posts

Pieces



For those of you who have read Daddy's Briefcase
may remember Banee. Banee, who was 13 at the time was my back seat DJ
back in the day -highschool- when my car only had am radio.

Banee recently requested a painting, "animal print" she said!

Hmmm, animal print "can you show me" something
to go by, an idea!? She mailed me this print out:



Awesome, awesome big bold leopard print, to work
I went. I shaped, I molded each piece...days would come
days would go. I told her it was summer, that it might take
longer. She waited patiently. The further I got with all the shaping
and molding, I begin to think about my life. Each day has been shaped
and molded, so that in the end I can say I did my very best. I have
to remind myself, I didn't just wake up this way!

i attached this on the back of the painting


starting process



see the texture-i heart texture
each textured piece was hand molded
if i was gonna do it, it was gonna be done right-my style
i have to say this is one picture that took me the longest time out of anything else i have painted




my hardest part when i paint a picture is being able to turn loose of it
i so usually can see all my work in my home some where
i usually run from room to room placing it in different places







i wrote this special little letter on the back of the pieces card
attached on the back

A few days after she recieved the painting, I recieved the
sweetest text message. Having the leopard paint in her living area
allows her to have a piece of me in her home. That's sweet stuff there!

Banee will always be my back seat DJ!


I smile, you cry...

One of the hardest
things for me throughout
the writing of Daddy's Briefcase
was how to end the book.

The first twenty chapters,
after long intense all night writing,
came almost like a piece of cake.
My photographic memory just laid
everything out so easy for me.

It was the ending that held me so close to
how I thought others should/would see
my story, take it, be touched by it.

After a further intense thought process,
it came to me. Me sharing my story
was just that, me sharing my story.
It's not my job to determine how others
will be touched by it. What was up to me,
was to fully share my story to the best
of my ability.

And God will do the rest!

It was like taking a paper cutter
and cutting the back end of the book
off!

The Friday after the big announcement
Daddy's Briefcase was now available,
I got a text from my best friend...

that read,

"Got my book in the mail
today!!! Now I have tears
running down my face!! So much
for my makeup job!!! LOL"

Just days before, I already
warned her that the actual book
was so much different than the
loose leaf pages she read months/years
before print.

Getting her text was just one of the
many messages I have already received.
It has been so humbling to watch
and hear how Daddy's Briefcase
has already touched so many people.

I know God promises to use our suffering,
if we let Him, for our good and His glory.

Dear friends, do not be surprised
at the painful trial you are suffering,
as though something strange were happening to you.
But rejoice that you participate in Christ's sufferings,
so that you may be overjoyed when his glory is revealed.
1 Peter 4:12, 13 NIV

Keeping in mind, she wasn't crying
because of reading it. She was simply
crying because of all I have been through
and I am able to tell about it!

That's kinda how my life goes,
I smile, you cry...

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