Apothecary Rose

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I am taking another class called 8 Flowers 8 Ways by Val Webb. She is teaching us eight different techniques to painting eight different flowers. I thought this would be helpful for my big painting (that I am still working on!!) and would maybe give me some ideas for making cards as well. This first one is an Apothecary Rose done in a variation of a Japanese block printing style. You can see the white spaces left make it look like a wood carving or stencil.



Winston! our new puppy! We picked up 8 week old Winston on Sunday He is an English Mastiff and will grow to be quite big(…actually huge. 😉 But Mastiffs are known to be gentle giants with sweet and slow temperaments. Zoe and I had been praying before bed that God would send us just the right puppy. This breed is hard to find, and it wasn’t looking good. However, my husband who is great at hunting things down, found a breeder in PA who just happened to have one male, fawn color, 8 weeks old left. She said he was spoken for earlier, but the women’s landlord wouldn’t let her have him so now he could be ours! We are so thankful for God’s kindness to us.  So, we are in up all night, out every two  hours for potty training mode and my eyes are fighting to stay open as I write, but I wanted you to meet this cutie as I am sure I will have more words about him…. as soon as he/we can sleep through the night! 🙂


Draw Near

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Draw near

By Susie Teramura


Sailing in a bit late

We take

A seat in

A new pew,

New for us, anyway.


Deciding to sit

In this section

Of the church

So we can see

Little one wave her

Palm branches

And sing Hosanna!


The first song begins

And as we get

To the chorus,

Singing loud about

The Lion and the Lamb

I notice it…


A smell so putrid

And repulsive

I feel I might get sick.


Trying to choke

back my reaction

I continue to sing

Wondering who

or what it is.


Song number two begins

And I am

Beside myself,

I can stand it

No longer.


Husband’s face

Reads mine.

He smells it too

And we decide to

Exit after the next song

And relocate.


But I got to

Thinking about

Sin and me

And the stink

Of it all.


How this Easter message

Is all about that,

The rot of death

And the loneliness

It creates,

The separation,

And how you fixed all that

By your blood

Cleaning me up,

Drawing me near.

And I pause there…


You wanted me near,

You wanted me

To be Yours forever

So You rolled up

Your sleeves and

Entered my mess and

The smell of

It and dealt

With it all

Not even a bit

Left for me.

You did it all,

100% complete .

You rescued me.


How great

The mercy,

How humbling

The kindness,

Leaving me

A speechless

Mess on my knees.

How great

The Father’s love, lavished

And poured out

In extravagance

No strings attached,

Pure love

All over me.


And I look over and

She’s jumping up

And down

Palm branches

Waving crazy

Like a rescued one.



Ephesians 2:13

But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near by the blood of Christ.



Hebrews 10:22

let us draw near to God with a sincere heart and with the full assurance that faith brings, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water.


James 4:8

Come near to God and he will come near to you


Deuteronomy 5:27

 Go near and listen to all that the Lord our God says.







Big Bold Blooms in progress


Here is an in-process painting. I charcoaled the flowers and put in basic colors. ( I am sorry for the bad quality photo.) Next, I need to work on the shapes, background and finish up details with chalk pastels.

Your Words are Better

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Your Words are Better

By Susie Teramura

Your words are

Better than mine,

So I am parking here

Tonight, in Your Word

Making it my own,

Digesting and mulling,

And rewriting it in words

That belong to me,

To sing back to You:

 Isaiah 64:3

 God, You do

Awesome things

Things that we

Do not even


 God, You come

Down to us?!

Even the mountains


At your coming.

 Never in all time

Has anyone

Ever heard or seen,

A God like You,

Who leaves Your

Holy and perfect place,

And comes

To act in behalf of

Those whom

You love.

 You step in

And help

To carry

Our load,

You love

To do it,

To protect

And help us,

We wait

For You.

 You are glad

To come and

Save the day.

 You are full of


Mercy and love.

 I am so glad,

Deep in my soul,


That I belong to



 Isaiah 64:3-5(NIV)


For when you did awesome things that we did not expect,

You came down, and the mountains trembled before you.


Since ancient times no one has heard,

No ear has perceived,

No eye has seen any God besides you,

Who acts on behalf of those who wait for him?


You come to the help of those who gladly do right,

Who remember your ways.


Very Big Bold Blooms


I have had a little bit of time to work on this very large painting. This is the background colors that will be all painted over  with flowers when I am done . I think I was supposed to do it in darker colors but I like all the bright ones. 🙂 We will see how this all works out… 🙂 I am not too confident as usual, but have decided to just keep going! Who knows what happy surprises might come too. As my teacher says, its just one layer- 🙂

What I Know


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,


For something to hang

Her hat on,


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


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.