The Hand of Colors

When I first started this particular journey, I was so afraid of telling anyone about the things I see. Now, I have learned to use it to help people and to use it to pray for people. I had a very strong vision of a hand (I see hands a lot) from the hand were rays of light from each finger. They rays of light were going out to help people, the hand was not just mine, it was many people, with different gifts. It was a powerful vision, I could feel the energy and peace from it.

The Heart Vision

God gave me a little vision (I see in pictures, if you are a new reader) last night. I was praying about the process of forgiveness in a situation where I feel I did nothing wrong. I was praying for God to help me along with this. God knows my heart so well, he knows what I am able to do and what I may not be able to do without a his grace. As I was praying, God gave me a picture, just a little cartoon movie.... He reached down and picked up my heart, it was broken a little, so he put it in his hand and surrounded it with a soft fabric. He told me to leave my heart in his hands right now, while it is healing.

This is SO comforting to me. He KNOWS our hearts, we don't have to make excuses or try to explain because he knows and no matter what, he loves us anyway.

a Mind Picture

I see in pictures. I get pictures for others and myself.

Today, I got a picture for Leslie and me. We have been working on a project we can't really talk about yet. This picture may or may not have anything to do with it. I don't know what it means.

We were in a field. We were in one of those horse carriages from the old days. It had no horse, it was being pulled by a light. It looked like a bright yellow spotlight from heaven. We were peaceful and we were backward. We were facing the back so the carriage was going forward with the light but Leslie and I were sitting facing the wrong way.

Any interpretations are welcome!

An Angel in a Tree

My latest painting--for a kind friend :)

Letting Go

This painting comes from a vision I had while talking to a friend. She has some things she wanted to "let go" and "let God". Everytime she would talk, I would see this picture.
It is a painting of hands lifting up to let go of the past.
I am so proud of you, my friend!