What is most important to you? Family? God? Friends? Drugs? Sex? Whatever you feed will grow. In other words, if you spend quality time with your family in happy situations, love will grow. If you spend your time with heroin, an addition grows that is very unhealthy and not safe. If you want to grow closer to God, read the Word. Talk to God. Even yell at Him if you want. God is not some bad man in the sky. He loves YOU! Don't worry about what to pray... Just tell Him your heart's desire. Listen for Him. Listen for Him in songs, in the wind, in the light, in the sun. Listen to him at the river. Listen to Him thru meditation or prayer. God loves YOU! Not a broken you or a sin-free you - just YOU!! There is nothing in this world that you've done that will separate you from God. Adultry, murder, pornography, lies, alcohol, nothing. Take a minute now to praise Him for giving you LIFE! 💜🕊️💙
Thursday, May 31, 2018
Friday, May 25, 2018
Prayer Rocks
Check out my Facebook page. I paint custom prayer rocks. Let me know your favorite color, animal, symbol, or design and I will make you one!! For freeeeeeeee! (You can donate if you want, but I enjoy just blessing others.) https://www.paypal.com/myaccount/summary
Monday, May 14, 2018
Poem and Graphic Art
In 2015 I took a graphic arts class at EIU. I woke at 3am one morning with a poem in my heart and wrote it out. Then, developed this graphic novel about a church, me, and church and me as a body. Sharing because I feel others can relate. All is hand-drawn with ideas from various Google images and my imagination. I'm going thru a journey that I feel is just beginning. I turn 50 this year. Half (or better) of my living life is gone and it makes you reflect a bit. May all of you have a blessed day. Make it great, as they say. 💙🕊️💜
Friday, April 20, 2018
It's Been Awhile - My Vineyard Journey Has Started
So back in July 2017 I quit my full-time job because of health reasons and office politics. It's one of the best things I've ever done. I quit a 15-year career at State Farm to move to Florida to reunite with my HS sweetie. Again, one of the best things I ever did. Follow your heart if you can. It pays off in the end. Sometimes financially it's not possible and I get that, trust me.
I grew up comfortable in Mahomet, IL, moneywise. New car at age 16? No problem. New Wurlitzer organ for a graduation present? No problem. New stereo to play those MANY LPs, 45s, cassette tapes? No problem. But... there was a huge secret no one wanted to tell me. I was adopted. Found out when I was 20 years old. Getting my first divorce and my brother and I went to Virginia Beach to gather belongings. "Hey sis... you know... we're not really brother and sister?" What? You were adopted at age 6 months. O.....K. Well, that makes sense. I didn't look like anyone in my family. My family never knew how to handle a wild girl who only thought of herself... played music constantly in my room because I didn't want to deal with the outside. Studied. Drew faces. Drew fashion designs. Loved to make Shrinky Dinks, color, type on Dad's old typewriter, play the organ, sing in my room. Dad even carpeted the walls to hold in the sound so I didn't blast out the rest of the house. I had mega pictures up of my "heroes" - Pat Benatar, Blondie, REO Speedwagon, Queen, Sean Cassidy because hey, he was cute... mmmm.... Journey, Rick Springfield, AC/DC, Whitney Houston, Tina Turner, Donna Summer (hers was my first 45 I ever bought).
Since those crazy 80s, my tastes have changed in music, food, art, you name it. But I've learned to be true to MYSELF. Another best thing I ever did was search and find my birth family in 2007. I have a sister!!!!!!!!! I have "other" brothers!!!! I have a birth mom! I have uncles, aunts, nephews, nieces, cousins (what are cousins, I asked!), and wonderful new friends.
So for today, friends, BREATHE, slow... in 4, out 4. Know YOU are enough. No matter who or what you are! God doesn't make mistakes. https://www.facebook.com/Tamacita68?fref=nf
I grew up comfortable in Mahomet, IL, moneywise. New car at age 16? No problem. New Wurlitzer organ for a graduation present? No problem. New stereo to play those MANY LPs, 45s, cassette tapes? No problem. But... there was a huge secret no one wanted to tell me. I was adopted. Found out when I was 20 years old. Getting my first divorce and my brother and I went to Virginia Beach to gather belongings. "Hey sis... you know... we're not really brother and sister?" What? You were adopted at age 6 months. O.....K. Well, that makes sense. I didn't look like anyone in my family. My family never knew how to handle a wild girl who only thought of herself... played music constantly in my room because I didn't want to deal with the outside. Studied. Drew faces. Drew fashion designs. Loved to make Shrinky Dinks, color, type on Dad's old typewriter, play the organ, sing in my room. Dad even carpeted the walls to hold in the sound so I didn't blast out the rest of the house. I had mega pictures up of my "heroes" - Pat Benatar, Blondie, REO Speedwagon, Queen, Sean Cassidy because hey, he was cute... mmmm.... Journey, Rick Springfield, AC/DC, Whitney Houston, Tina Turner, Donna Summer (hers was my first 45 I ever bought).
Since those crazy 80s, my tastes have changed in music, food, art, you name it. But I've learned to be true to MYSELF. Another best thing I ever did was search and find my birth family in 2007. I have a sister!!!!!!!!! I have "other" brothers!!!! I have a birth mom! I have uncles, aunts, nephews, nieces, cousins (what are cousins, I asked!), and wonderful new friends.
So for today, friends, BREATHE, slow... in 4, out 4. Know YOU are enough. No matter who or what you are! God doesn't make mistakes. https://www.facebook.com/Tamacita68?fref=nf
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