What I Know

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What I  Know

By Susie Teramura

 

 Dog lays sick,

Not eating still,

Becoming skin and bones.

We pet her tired head.

With big sad eyes,

8 year old asks,

 

“Mama, is she going to die?”

And I look down,

Not sure how to

Answer this question,

 As I am really

Not sure, but

In my heart I know

It’s not looking good.

 

But another part of me holds out

For hope and miracles

And for 11 year old dogs

To act young again.

 

So I pull her up

On to my lap and

Say what I can,

 

“I don’t know.”

 

And these words start

Rolling around in my head,

And all

The uncertainties

Of the day

Come rumbling in  

Like big thunderclouds.

 

The “I don’t knows,”

Hanging heavy,

 Ready to pour

Rain on my day,

 

But her eyes

Keep looking

At mine,

Searching

For something to hang

Her hat on,

Something

To help her

Push this worry away,

 

And so I say,

Talking to her and

To my own soul,

That so desperately needs

A talking to.

 

“When I am stuck in a

‘Don’t know’

I start thinking,

And counting,

The things

I do know.”

 

And so we started counting,

And naming,

The things

We do know,

What you have

Told us

In Your word.

 

You are good,

And faithful.

You will never leave

Us alone and

Will be there when

We are sad.

 

You will wipe

Our tears away,

And hide us in

Your love until

The storm passes.

 

You have a plan and

Purpose for us that is good.

You are in control,

And we are held,

And helped,

And taught,

And completely cared for.

 

We know that

In this world

We will have trouble,

And sorrow

And heartache

And pain.

 

Things break,

And fall apart,

And die.

 

But You will make

All things new,

And right.

 

And so,

The best is

Yet to come.

You are re – storying us.

You never get tired or old,

You are perfect and

Your plans are

Perfect too,

 

And the list went on,

And on,

Pushing that thunderhead

On its way,

Making space for

Sunshine and light

Warmth and life.

 

We give the dog one more

Scratch behind

 The ears,

And say goodnight,

Knowing we are

Loved

And held tight.

 

 

Jeremiah 29:11

I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.

 

2 Corinthians 4:16-18

 So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There’s far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can’t see now will last forever.

 

Revelation 21:3-5

I heard a voice thunder from the Throne: “Look! Look! God has moved into the neighborhood, making his home with men and women! They’re his people, he’s their God. He’ll wipe every tear from their eyes. Death is gone for good—tears gone, crying gone, pain gone—all the first order of things gone.” The Enthroned continued, “Look! I’m making everything new.

 

 

 

 

 

Bigger Than Me

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Bigger Than Me

By Susie Teramura

Weekend road trip

To visit

Our college kids,

To adventure and

Do life

With them.

After breakfast bagels,

And a campus tour,

They take us

To another

Favorite spot

That we have

To hike to.

Trying to keep up

And not stumble

Over roots

And large rocks

I struggle,

Feeling my age

And my

Heart beating hard,

Over and around,

Up and up, I follow

The voices and

The laughter,

Unaware of exactly

What all this is for

Unaware of our

Final destination.

And finally, legs

Burning and

Cheeks flushed

Red from the February air

We crest the hill

And see it there.

At the top

Of Cole mountain

Mountain upon mountain

As far as the

Eye can see

Wispy clouds on

A back drop of

Light blue mixed

With tangerine.

The Sun sinks low,

Making everything sparkle.

This breathtaking beauty,

Settles down in my heart.

Struggling hard to find

The words or a

Camera angle to

Capture it all.

“It’s just too big,”

I think,

Too big and

Wide and

High

Too amazing to

Stuff into words

Or snap

Into a pic

And I start

Feeling small

And I think

Of You

You are like

This view!

Too big and

Amazing to capture

To package

Or box up

Or label.

And I start thinking

And thanking You

For being big

So I can be small

For being smart

So I don’t have

To know it all

For being strong

Because I know

I am weak

For being

Kind on days

I am just mean.

Oh God and maker

Of these mountains

I see

I am so thankful

You are bigger

Than me.

The sun sinks low

It’s time to go

Back down the mountain

And into the car

And quietly I tuck

Into my heart

Thoughts of

Those mountains

And how amazing

You are.

       Ephesians 3:17-19 (NIV)

17 so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 18 may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, 19 and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.

               Jeremiah 32:27 (NIV)

27 “I am the Lord, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?”

My Valentine

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My Valentine

 By Susie Teramura

 Pink hearts and boxes of

Chocolate squares

Carmel, cherry

Orange cream,

Toasted coconut

And the pecan turtle,

Sit pretty in pleated tissue cups.

 

Dozens of roses, red,

Cards and candy hearts,

And words like,

U R Cute,

Be Mine,

It’s Valentines,

 

A day to celebrate

Love,

And You,

Because You are

Love,

That’s who You are.

 

And I think about that,

And all the ways You’ve

Romanced me,

Inviting me

To come away with You,

To find my voice,

To dance,

And to live free,

 

You’ve found Your way

Into my deepest parts,

Holding me there

When I’m falling apart,

 

You have

Captured my heart

Tucking it in

Safe, next to Yours

Forever together,

No matter the weather,

You and me,

For all time,

 

Jesus, I am yours

And You are mine-

My very precious

Valentine.

 

Song of Songs 2:10

 My beloved spoke and said to me, “Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me.

 

Song of Songs 6:3

I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;

 

Song of Songs 10:7

I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.

Choose Rest

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Choose Rest

By Susie Teramura

Stewing, like a pot

Of chili on

The stove,

Over a decision that

I just could

Not seem

To make.

It wasn’t a big

Dilemma or

Even something life changing,

Just a simple, everyday, decision

That somehow

Had me

Stuck.

So I whispered

A prayer under my breath

And asked Jesus

What to do.

And then it happened

(and I love it when it happens.)

His voice came clear and

Firm and

Spoke right

To my heart.

He said, “choose rest.”

Hitting me like

Cold mountain air

Awaking me from

My dizzy-eyed stupor.

Ok, I thought,

Let’s look at

This again.

And all of a sudden,

It was plain.

The way forward

Was clear,

And I felt free.

I had permission

To choose rest

The funny thing is

This message has

Lingered and

Hung around in

My head for a while

And has become my

Go to

When I can’t decide.

I am learning I

Am free to

Choose rest because

Of what Jesus

Has done for me

On that cross

On the hill.

Spreading out his arms

He covered me with

His blood

And love and grace

And took care

Of everything,

And now

I don’t have to

Earn a thing.

I am already

Valuable, loved,

And have purpose

I have a place

Next to Him.

And the best part is

I am finding

Treasure there,

In the rest.

It’s the place

I can hear

Him best.

When my heart is

Quiet and I draw near

Confusing things

Seem to clear.

Thank You Jesus

You know best

And for teaching me

To choose rest.

Psalm 62:5

Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him

Psalm 116:5

Return to your rest, my soul, for the Lord has been good to you

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Matthew 11:28-30 The Message (MSG)

28-30 “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”

Big Bold Blooms 1 Final Painting Step 1

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I am still finishing the Big Bold Blooms class. This is the beginning  of the last painting which is the largest painting I have ever tried. We had to gesso or paint the canvas with an undercoat. Then we had to draw the flowers with chalk three times flipping the direction of the canvas each time. I just thought to share these beginning steps as it is kind of fun to see what transformations the painting makes!

This New Year

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This New Year

By Susie Teramura

The doorbell rings,

Pizza shaped

Amazon box

Lies on

The step.

Shutting the door

A gust of

Frozen air

Lifts my bangs.

My heart

Sighs heavy,

It’s my new calendar,

With colorful pictures of

Snowmen,

Valentine’s hearts,

Fourth of July fireworks,

Picnics and pumpkins

Ending with

A majestic, green tree,

Like the one I just

Took down and

Left on the curb.

Running my hands

Over the glossy pages

Smelling the newness

Like a textbook

On the first day

Of school

I breathe deep

Looking at those white

Empty squares,

Row after row,

A new year

Fresh and clean

Untouched,

Like a

Blanket of snow

Fallen quiet

While all the

World sleeps

And my mind

Wanders

And wonders,

What is ahead?

What will fill those

Hours, minutes, and days?

So much unknown,

So much

New, clean, white,

Paper to mess up.

Leaves me with

The desire

To pause,

Take a tuck in time,

To get myself ready,

Like setting the table

Before a fancy dinner

I want to be ready,

And not miss

A beat,

But the only beat I hear

Is my heart

That won’t stop.

And like the ticks

Of a clock

Time, it doesn’t stop.

There is no pause

Between Dec 31 and Jan 1.

It’s just another day,

And yet its not,

A new year begins.

I find my pen,

My favorite one,

And begin writing our

Crazy, messy, schedule in

Square by square,

And I talk to You,

Father of time.

“I messing it up

Already,

This new year,

I am not ready,

And what will it hold,

What hard thing is

Waiting around

The corner?”

But your

Presence comes

Quiet and

Settles in

Soft and steady,

“I’m here and

Will be

There too.

There is not

One hour,

Minute, or second

That will pass without

Me in it,

And I am

The Game Changer.”

And so I start

Thinking as

I am writing

Down Birthdays

About You

And how

There is

No one like

You.

You are the

Most

High

God

You are

The

Most;

The most kind

Most faithful

Most forgiving

Most wise

You are

The happiest,

The funniest,

The most creative.

You have the

Most power,

And the

Best ideas.

You are always

True and

Never wrong

You,

All of You

With me.

And I start

To see,

This really is

A game changer

Because You are

The playmaker

And I am just

Along for the ride,

Safely tucked under

Your arm,

And carried

Close to your heart.

I find a tack and

A space on

Our kitchen wall

And hang up

The New Year,

Pages waiting

To be filled.

The sun

Pours through

The window

And casts a

Warm and

Hopeful Glow

I smile soft.

That’s just

You

Loving on me

I know.

Psalm 148: 14

And he has raised up for his people a horn, the praise of all his faithful servants, of Israel, the people close to his heart. Praise the Lord.

Isaiah 40:11

He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.

Revelation 21; 5

He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”

Jeremiah 29:11The Message (MSG)

I’ll show up and take care of you as I promised and bring you back home. I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.

 

365 Day Art Class- Elephant with Clock

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Hi- 🙂 I am happy to be able to post finally!!  I am taking another year long art class with Carla Sonheim again. It is called “365 Activate your Art Brain” a video a day. She is sending us very short videos each day with quotes or prompts to get our creative juices flowing. On this day she pulled two words out of a hat; clock and elephant. We had to come up with something that incorporated them both. This was what I came up with. 🙂 Hope to be able to post some of these from time to time!