© G.O.D. Laurie Justus Pace Graphics One Design 2013
Winter White Wolf
24 x 30 inches Oil on Canvas.
Winter White Wolf is at Mirada Fine Art in Denver. Steve Sonnen can tell you more about this incredible Wolf painting, thick with layers of color and paint.
I started watching some older shows on Netflix because there really is not much on all the cable we pay for that is not full of gun shooting, murder, vampires, and movies filled with panic and bad things happening. I thought I was safe as I watched reruns of Ally McBeal and Brothers and Sisters. I really like Calista Flockhart and Rob Lowe. I have ordered Rob's latest book to enjoy on upcoming rainy days. I was doing well until I got to the end of Season Three on Brothers and Sisters and Rob's character, probably cast to be about 40, has a heart attack.
Just watching his acting with the headache, blood pressure raising, chest pain, vomiting, passing out... need I say more? Felt way too real to me. When Terry came into bed I had turned on the cable looking for anything to make me laugh. It took another hour before I could get that panic out of my own system. Problem was I connected too deeply to what I watched. As Terry has said, the older we get and the more that falls apart or aches, the more we begin to see our mortality. I am not sure that I have issues with death itself as I believe I will be leaving this journey to go further to an amazing journey back to the Father. The panic is more settled about the days before... and realizing none of us know how we will die, or even when.
We only have this time, this moment in this day to live it to its fullest. To share a hug, laughter, tears and be together with those we love. Time is too short for arguments, grudges, judging and 'standing your ground', as it is really not our ground. We choose how we spend our time each day. We choose if we are caring for our own bodies and eating healthy and exercising. But most importantly we need God in our lives....Just watching his acting with the headache, blood pressure raising, chest pain, vomiting, passing out... need I say more? Felt way too real to me. When Terry came into bed I had turned on the cable looking for anything to make me laugh. It took another hour before I could get that panic out of my own system. Problem was I connected too deeply to what I watched. As Terry has said, the older we get and the more that falls apart or aches, the more we begin to see our mortality. I am not sure that I have issues with death itself as I believe I will be leaving this journey to go further to an amazing journey back to the Father. The panic is more settled about the days before... and realizing none of us know how we will die, or even when.
so my soul pants for you, my God. Psalm 42:1
Laurie Pace
Pace Studio
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