Abraham, Isaac and Elizabeth -Paint Party Friday

Good morning!  I am getting ready for a trip out of town, so didn't have time to draw something new.  Here is a doodle from my sketch book from long ago.  This is actually a drawing of myself, my husband and our little son back in the days we performed as those characters onstage.

For many years my husband and our family traveled from place to place performing Drama.  The play I loved best was about Abraham, Sarah and their son, Isaac.  I love the laughter in that story.  It is full of hope and human frailty.

Thank you for dropping by.  Grace, peace and hope to you, dear Friends.  You are a dear encouragement to this old lady.

Picture of A Sister's Love -Paint Party Friday

This is a piece of art I created years ago.  I don't have time to scan, copyright and post something new this morning--there's a lot going on this weekend--so I'm re-posting this sweet picture of a sister's love.

I have always loved the story of Miriam. She was an Israelite who long ago, was enslaved with her family, in the land of Egypt. The Pharaoh at that time became afraid of the Israelites because they had grown so strong and numerous. He ordered the midwives to destroy every newborn baby boy. When the midwives refused to do so, soldiers were sent. It must have been a terrible, frightening time.

Thus Miriam's baby brother was hidden for three months. When they could no longer hide the little fellow, his mother came up with a novel idea. And so the tiny baby floated upon the waters of the Great Nile River in a papyrus basket coated with tar and pitch. His sister followed at a distance, hidden in the thick reeds.

Miraculously the Pharoh's daughter was walking along the river's bank seeking a place to bathe. She saw the basket and sent one of her servants to get it. When she opened it, little Moses was crying, and this touched the Royal lady's heart.

Then Miriam bravely stepped from the reeds saying, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?" So the Pharaoh's daughter paid Moses' mother to be his nurse. The royal lady loved the boy and adopted him as her own son. Moses grew up to be a great man, who saved his people from terrible cruelty and slavery.

His little sister's gentle love, bravery and loyalty are an example to us all.

Happy Paint Party Friday dear Friends!  Have a beautiful day and thank you for dropping by--your visits bring joy and encouragement to my heart.

Deborah, The Prophetess - Pink Saturday

 
This is Deborah, Prophetess and Judge of Israel in the time of the Judges.  Her story can be found in the Bible in Judges Four.  It is a dramatic story--Barak, Son of Thunder, commander of Israeli forces is about to lead their armies against the invading armies of King Sisera.  Through Deborah, God promised the commander that He would give Israel victory over the enemy.

However, Barak, Son of Thunder told Deborah he would only fight, if Deborah led the army with him; but if she would not, then he would not fight.  Deborah agreed to do so, but that if she did, he would not receive honor for the victory -- the enemy would be defeated by a woman.  And so it was--all she had  prophesied came to pass.

I was deeply touched by what my friend Shannon wrote.  She writes,  I see a young woman unsure of her capabilities, yet determined to face any fears down. Her sword is still sheathed, so she is wanting peace. But she is steadfastly standing at a "keyhole" opening to protect the things she treasures and to maintain the integrity of her "garden of peace." Her faith is strong, yet she questions herself.

This drawing practically drew itself.  Shannon put into words what I felt as I put pen and pencils to paper.

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