Wednesday, November 30, 2011

"With Wings of Eagles" drawing on clayboard

16x20, Graphite on Clayboard

You might be wondering why it took me so long to get back to blogging.  I've been swamped.  It seems like once the holidays get here everything goes into super speed, "Warp 10 Mr. Crusher!"  Geez.

At any rate I've been working on a drawing that has to do with Isaiah 40: 31, "But those that wait on the Lord will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."  It is a well known verse and one that I always wondered about, what does it mean to mount up with wings like eagles when I am waiting and hoping in God's deliverance?  What does God mean here?

I won't share all of what I've been praying as the piece is not finished yet.  I thought I would share just a part.  I used my oldest daughter as my model as I am having her wait with her head on her Daddy's arm.

This year has absolutely been one of the best years of my life as a Mom.  I got to see Myla trust Jesus to be her loving Savior.  Kendrick and I feel like we could soar we are so thrilled.  Nothing can break it and nothing can stand against His awesome love for her.

I think about all the trusting and waiting I do as a Mom (and I don't even have teenagers yet! ha!).  From the very moment of their fragile life all that is in me is trembling at the precious charge I've been given.  Me?  A Mom?  What??!!  Then I go back to the roots, the strong rock, the hand in which I place mine.  God.  He will give me the strength, the ability, the know-how to do this job.  I've got to remember that as I run around trying to bake cookies, wrap presents, sing songs, rinse, repeat.  I remember that it's in the waiting and hoping and the being still that God is showing me His great power.  Stop and lay my head on His arm and just remember that I can't do this without Him.

3 comments:

  1. I look forward to seeing the rest. I, too, have been thinking about Isaiah 40:31. There must be something about the frenzy at the end of the year that brings it out.

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  2. This is so incredibly beautiful, dear Dawn. It made me teary reading your musings and looking at the drawing. I thirst for that rest you write and draw of--that rest in our solid Dad's arms. Thank you for always chasing hard after Him, in the good and the bad.

    And praise His sweet name for Myla's new-found relationship with Him!!

    Love you much, friend.

    Jill

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  3. Tempy, it is a relevant verse! :) Jill, thanks again sweet friend. Your words always arrive at the most timely moments. Got your Christmas card and chuckled at how happy you all are. so great! - Dawn

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