12″ x 9″, acrylic on hardboard, painted on location Hays road. 11/04/09.
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This is a very sad painting for me, I had to take the kids in for their dentist appts this morning so I had arranged to take this as “sick time” from my job. On bringing the kids home around 11:30 I took advantage of being home and rushed down to Hays bridge to paint the creek. But the clock was bearing down on me, have to be back at work by 1. Dear God, I cannot believe how we have allowed this prison to be built around us, truly the Lord looks down and says, “no more, no more. I will deliver my children who desire to express my talents, I will deliver them readily and soon”. I was in more of a rush than I like to be, but I will BURN IN HELL before I pass up an opportunity to paint from life! Anyway, not my best painting by a long shot, but it was my moment, it was how I felt and I am fed up with trying to make “nice” art anyway. Its time to be truthful and be done with it.
I am continuing work on my book, called “Plan B”. A Basically it is a book to help encourage others like me who have ben crushed by the “system” and are fed up, but have desires to accomplish something with their God-given talents before they die. That is all we will have to show for our lives, what we did with the Lord’s talents he gives us. The fact that I see so few who even care anymore what comes of their lives other than “how much money can I get” is deeply troubling to me. I don’t give our nation much hope, we are headed for some extremely rough times. But don’t listen to me, what the hell do I know, I am just the “penny painter out in hell’s half acre. Go back to Matt and Katie, I am sure they will have all the comfort you need.
God help us all.
You see, this is how God works, and this much I have learned. He never comes in with a bunch of six guns blazing, announcing the coming judgement. He comes quietly, like a song, so gentle. He whispers to us… “prepare”… I am coming down… prepare… but so few listen any more, so few care about anything more than their 401k performance and what is on TV tonight. God help us all, I am not optimistic about what lies ahead over the next 2 years.
All I can say is, you had better get your fricking house in order. Of course, no one wants to hear that. We want to hear “Yippee-Skippee, happy days are hear again”. And maybe they are, but is they come they will go away just as fast as they showed up. What comes will happen suddenly, it wil be crushing, it will touch all of us, and we wil know in that moment that we are madeness, and we are created for a God who expects some return on his creative investment. The fact that he is invisible isn’t helping matters, but soon he will be seen and then we will all know why we are made, some will rejoice, but most will cry in shame. But its all good, He’ll dry up all of our tears and we will go on. But now, while you are alive in this earth, while you have breath, it is your imperative calling to give back to him some return. And he is NOT looking for how much you made in the stock market. That ain’t helping matters and that deal is soon going to be done away.
I don’t care anymore, all I ever wanted to do was be an artist, but it seems that art is not exactly in great demand anymore. Fine, whatever. I guess the big corporations didn’t make any allowances for tears and the heart of man. Too bad, they will be done away because of that little error.
Bitterness. yes, I have to say I am very bitter, but not towards people. All people are loved and lovely in the eyes of God. Even the greedy and the corruptible are glorious to him, for he is the maker of all of existence. But these forces we wrestle against now that seem so immovable, well it makes me angry and I know that God in his own time will deal with that corruption. This is why I implore all of you to be established in grace and the peace of God and always keep your faces turned toward him, He will never leave you nor forsake you, He is the King of Glory, the Maker of Existence, the caressing confidence of our souls. And as we express our faith towards him, he reflects back to us - ASSURANCE - BELIEF - GRACE - CONFIDENCE and he fortifies our steps in the coming storms.
Prepare, seek the heavenly shoreline, cry often, take long walks in the woods, cry your eyes out. Which is what I did today after doing this painting.
Blessings to you my darling, we are being prepared for a very mighty show of his strength, we are his people, his workmanship, and all things now converge towards the culmination of creation.
Love everyone, forgive everyone, bless all mankind. This is the final hour of love, this is the last collapse, this is the dawn
of New Earth. And we are very, very close to the unveiling, amen. Caresses to you my Darling, comfort your heart with tears, seek shelter within your family and loved ones, keep your eyes fastened on the Father, test all of the Spirits, always seek sincerity and humility, love deeply, laugh freely, turn not away from the conviction of your own heart.
Soon we wil know why we were made, soon we will know the Artist.
I have to remind myself, and all of us, that these feelings of disgust and contempt towards the machine ways we are imprisoned by, is all simply the old earth dying away. None of this will last beloved, where we are headed (rapidly) is the casting away of the “shell” the seed from which we started, that we might enter the fulness of a spiritual magnificence that God has bequeathed us in Christ the Lord. These ways that are so onerous, that imprison our passions and our tears fade away like the early morning fog.
None of THAT is real or trustowrthy. It is all a “strong delusion” and God is waiting to see who is figuring these things out. God is waiting for us to wake up. And when we do, when the second-born from the dead shows up, shouts the Halleluiahs, praises the Father for his unspeakable gift of eternal life now in this earth (and heaven, which are coming together), then we will know as a race that we ARE madeness, that we are loved and do love, and every pleasure and possibility and majesty that can be comprehended is ALL OF OURS by grace and it is the Father’s good pleasure to give us the kingdom.
Peace to you tonight my brethren, my loved ones, my darling. Keep your hearts in love, stay at peace with one another, turn your minds and the eys of your heart towars heaven, which soon
cometh down.
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