Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 15

Exceeding Abundance.

Now to Him
who is able to do exceedingly abundantly
above all that we ask or think,
according to the power that works in us,
to Him be glory
in the church by Christ Jesus
to all generations
forever and ever.

Ephesians 3:20

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 14

"You've been halfway living your life for too long . . .
when it's time to die, go ahead and die,
and when it's time to live, live.
Don't sort-of-maybe live, but live like you're going all out,
like you're not afraid."
~August Boatwright~
from The Secret Life of Bees
Sue Monk Kidd

It is good and fitting for one to eat and drink,
and to enjoy the good of all his labor
in which he toils under the sun all the days of his life
which God gives him;
for it is his heritage.
Ecclesiastes 5:18

Live like you mean it.

When life is good,
enjoy it.
Praise God.
When it is bad,
lean into God.
Praise God.
Gratitude for blessings.
Gratitude for His strength.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 13

The grass withers,

the flower fades,

but the word of our God

stands forever.

Isaiah 40:8


Saturday, August 27, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 12

an excerpt from The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd . . .

"Was your Big Mama the one who taught you to keep bees?"

August took off her glasses and cleaned them on the scarf at her waist.  "She taught me lots more about bees than just how to keep them.  She used to tell me one tall bee tale after another."

I perked up, "Tell me one," I said.

August thumped her finger on her forehead like she was trying to tap one of them off some back shelf in her head.  Then her eyes lit up, and she said, "Well, one time Big Mama told me she went out to the hives on Christmas Eve and heard the bees singing the words of the Christmas story right out of the gospel of Luke."  August started singing then in a humming sort of way, "Mary brought forth her firstborn child and wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in the manger.'"

I giggled.  "Do you think that really happened?"

"Well, yes and no," she said.  "Some things happen in a literal way, Lily.  And then other things, like this one, happen in a not-literal way, but they still happen.  Do you know what I mean?"

I didn't have a clue.  "Not really," I said.

"What I mean is that the bees weren't really singing the words from Luke, but still, if you have the right kind of ears, you can listen to a hive and hear the Christmas story somewhere inside yourself.  You can hear silent things on the other side of the everyday world that nobody else can.  Big Mama had those kind of ears . . . "


 I get that.
I hear that.
This makes me feel like I'm not the only one.
Like hearing those things
is real
is good
is ok.
{I know.  This is just a fiction book.  But I relate.}

This is what I get:
God speaks my language.
He knows each individual language.
Deeper than English, Spanish, Japanese.
He know the language of my individual, unique, authentic heart.
Of your individual, unique, authentic heart.
And if I listen wholeheartedly
He will speak to me.
And if you listen wholeheartedly
He will speak to you.
In the core of your being.
I believe that.

That is when the words jump of the page in my Bible.
And that is when He is speaking to me
through birds, butterflies, stars, flowers, my kids . . .
on the pages of my journal and through paint and pictures . . .
{like August and the bees}.


That passage reminds me of this:

For since the creation of the world
His invisible attributes are clearly seen,
being understood by the things that are made,
even His eternal power and Godhead,
so that they are without excuse.
Romans 1:20


Friday, August 26, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 11

Vincent VanGough ~1890~
"I feel the desire to renew myself,
and try to apologize
for the fact that my pictures are,
after all,
a cry of anguish,
although in
the rustic sunflower
they may symbolize

Vincent VanGough,
"The way to know life is to love many things."

sneak peek

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 10

Thus says the LORD:
"Cursed is the man who trusts in man
and makes flesh his strength,
Whose heart departs from the LORD.
For he shall be like a shrub in the desert,
And shall not see when good comes,
But shall inhabit the parched places in the wilderness,
In a salt land which is not inhabited.

Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD,

And whose hope is the LORD.

For he shall be like a tree

planted by the waters,

Which spreads out its roots by the river,

And will not fear when heat comes;

But its leaf will be green,

And will not be anxious in the year of drought,

Nor will cease from yielding fruit."

Jeremiah 17:5-8

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 9

For the LORD God is a sun and shield;

The LORD will give grace and glory;

No good thing will He withhold

From those who walk uprightly.

O LORD of hosts,

Blessed is the man who trusts in you!

Psalm 84:11-12

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 8

But seek first the kingdom of God

and His righteousness,

and all these things

shall be added to you.


do not worry

about tomorrow,

for tomorrow will worry about its own things.

Matthew 6:33-34

Monday, August 22, 2011

Sunflower~A~Day 7

Jars of Clay:

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels,

that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us.

We are hard-pressed on every side,

yet not crushed;

we are perplexed,

but not in despair;


but not forsaken;

struck down,

but not destroyed--

always carrying about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus,

that the life of Jesus

also may be manifested in our body.

2 Corinthians 4:7-10

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Sunflower-A-Day 6

Therefore we do not lose heart.

Even though our outward man is perishing,

yet the inward man is being renewed day by day.

For our light affliction,

which is but for a moment,

is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory,

while we do not look at the things which are seen,

but at the things which are not seen.

For the things which are seen

are temporary,

but the things

which are not seen are


2 Corinthians 4:16-18

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Sunflower-A-Day 5

To everything there is a season,

A time for every purpose under heaven:

A time to be born,

And a time to die;

A time to plant,

And a time to pluck what is planted;

A time to kill,

And a time to heal;

A time to break down,

And a time to build up;

A time to weep,

And a time to laugh;

A time to mourn,

And a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones,

And a time to gather stones;

A time to embrace,

And a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to gain,

And a time to lose;

A time to keep,

And a time to throw away;

A time to tear,

And a time to sew;

A time to keep silence,

And a time to speak;

A time to love,

And a time to hate;

A time of war,

And a time of peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Friday, August 19, 2011

Sunflower-A-Day 4

Two are better than one,

Because they have a good reward for their labor.

For if they fall,

one will lift up his companion . . .

Ecclesiastes 4:9-10a

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Sunflower-A-Day 3

Through the LORD's mercies

we are not consumed,

Because His compassions fail not.

They are new every morning;

Great is Your faithfulness.

"The LORD is my portion," says my soul,

"Therefore I hope in Him!"

The LORD is good to those who wait for Him,

To the soul who seeks Him.

It is good that one should hope and wait quietly

For the salvation of the LORD.

Lamentations 3:22-26

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Sunflower-A-Day 2

"While the earth remains,

Seedtime and harvest,

Cold and heat,

Winter and summer,

And day and night

Shall not cease."

Genesis 8:22

Tuesday, August 16, 2011



on my






John Denver.


To close summer
on my blog
I'll be sharing
a day
for the rest of August.






Linking today with Jen
so many bloggers
lovin' Jesus.
Finding Heaven

Friday, August 12, 2011

In The Studio ~ New Supplies!

My art "stash"

of supplies has grown recently

sneak peek
So here's my sneak peek!

A mini-type-set was
A flea market find
for $12.

But my favorites
are from my community.


My husband and his friends
grew up with her
as the volunteer librarian,
Bible Club teacher,
and she also gave music lessons.

Although I am loving my Tim Holtz Distress Ink & Crackle Paint
and my heavy body Liquitex acrylics
and the new Stampin' Up Craft Spots,

they cannot compare
to Irma's postage stamps
and US History pictures cut out and filed.
The buttons, paper doilies, and applique designs,

the vintage wallpaper book
from Lushbough's in Sturgis,
I'm guessing early 70's . . .

and kids craft and school books.

I also have a box
of patterns that belonged
to Jeanette B.
my dear friend Neoma's mom
who passed away earlier this year.

And neighbor Ann B.
brought me some finds from a recent auction.

So much meaning and heart
is added to art
that is created with items
that have been held by the hands
of people known and loved.

I have my new art supplies.
But what I really love
is taking things that would otherwise
hide in a box
in an attic
or basement
or maybe even end up
in a fireplace or garbage dump,
and give it a place to shine.

It's kind of like a
taking the

And that is just
Lord Jesus


Thursday, August 11, 2011

Put your wings on!

Erin's 4 year old wisdom:







a girl


put her



So, put 'em on girls!

No matter how old.

No matter how hurt.

No matter how afraid.

No matter if there is dirt or mud.

No excuses.

Put on your wings.


In Sue Monk Kidd's spiritual memoir,
When the Heart Waits,
she writes,

Most of all,
we have to trust
that our scarred hearts
really do have wings.


When I think of "putting on wings"
this is what comes to mind from God's word:

put on the new man {woman} who is
renewed in knowledge
according to the image
of Him who created him {her}.
{Col 3:10}


"Therefore as the elect of God,
holy and beloved,
put on
tender mercies
longsuffering {patience}
bearing with one another
. . .
above all
put on
the bond
of perfection.
{from Col 3:12-14}

AND this:
be renewed in the spirit of your mind
{ahhh, there is that butterfly metamorphosis!}
and put on the new man {woman}
which was created according to God
in true righteousness and holiness.
{He creates our wings, not us}
{He gives us true righteousness & holiness, not us.}.

Oh, Erin,
there is so much that God teaches me
through you
and your
sweet little wings.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Shabbiness Doesn't Matter

Sunflowers are a love of mine.

You'll see them all over

in my photographs

and art.

Of course,

my little sass-a-frass here

is another love.

So great light + spontanaeity = sunflower shots.

One of my favorite quotes

is from

The Velveteen Rabbit:

. . . when you are Real, shabbiness doesn't matter . . .

I so agree.

Be Real

is one of my encouragements

to others

and to myself.

Because I am so imperfect.

And I so despise bull.

I hate putting on a mask of fakeness.

I have done it.

And it just ate away at my heart.

So we are just all about

shabbiness and realness here.

So Erin didn't have her hair brushed

yet for the day.

And her shirt wasn't ironed.

And her fingernail polish was chipped.

And the sunflowers weren't perfect either.

And her toenails weren't polished either.

And I couldn't get a real smile out of her.

And the mosquitoes kept biting so she had to itch her legs.

But it was real.

And shabby.

And it was still overflowing



I'm so stinking excited about all of the
"likes" I'm getting on my new facebook page
for Jodene Shaw, Mixed Media Art & Photography.
I'd love for you to check it out.
I have not figured out yet how to put the "like" button here on my blog.
But I am working on it.
In the meantime, just type me into the search on facebook,
and I'll come up.
Thanks everyone for the PARTY of encouragement, my friends!

Finding Heaven
Such a great group of inspiring women
who love Jesus!