Sorry about the glare. I felt the need to post this pic I took from my old family Bible my mom gave to me. Once she and I were talking about what was really important in life, dying and what to do with estate. I told her the only thing I ever wanted was the family Bible. So she said, "If you want it, take it now." That has been years ago. I was looking through it the other day and I am sorry to say the binding has split down the middle. It sits by my night stand. This "Though" script is on one of the pages. I would love to recreate it in fabric. The Bible contains family birth, wedding and death dates. But it also contains one of the three pictures I have of my dad, who I never knew.
Two days ago a conversation God and I was having had to do with "If I ask you to sit on your hands what would you do?" Oh, I thought about that long and hard, and quite honestly have not stopped thinking about that question. I pondered how I would do my art and bathe and do many things I take for granted. Then I began to think of all the disabled people in the world and how they struggle to survive everyday. That reminded me of Joni and her story I read when I was younger.
I wonder what kind of art I could produce with my teeth or toes holding a brush? How frustrated would I become, would I have the strength to continue to pursue my passion OR would I let it die? I am grateful for all God has given me and the abilities He has given me.