Jean's Comment's: "Straight Ahead Don't Turn Back"

Jean's Comment's: "Straight Ahead Don't Turn Back": The little deer in my flower bed looks lonesome since the flowers all left it. Hurry up spring and come back. 10-29-2015 Perryton, Texas. ...

"Straight Ahead Don't Turn Back"

The little deer in my flower bed looks lonesome since the flowers all left it. Hurry up spring and come back. 10-29-2015 Perryton, Texas.


Enjoying a nice sunshine day, but just a little cool. Lots of white clouds overhead beneath a clear blue sky. There are too many clouds to see the jets today as they pass over. We haven’t had a frost yet, but the leaves are turning different colors daily. I have to say they are beautiful just like the flowers were. Peace and tranquility always awaits me to come outside and join them. I pray it never ends. I need this short time of relaxation every day. I can say a quite prayer of thankfulness, and be ready to deal with the rest of the day. Several dear friends are either in hospice or hospital recovery at this time. My heart just keeps on grieving for my losses. I guess I am selfish, because I never want to give up my loved ones. I know they are entering that place of perfect peace and rest, but I have to stay and miss them a lot.

I will be posting the portrait of Melania Trump tomorrow. She is a beautiful lady, and I hope she will be our First Lady before long. The portrait I have chosen to paint of her is sexy, but she is a model and that goes with her profession. She no longer models, but the talent is still in her. I plan to do another portrait of her soon that will be a later pose of her. She is still beautiful, but slightly less sexy. The picture is a perfect exposure of, “classic style.” How I admire the grace and humbleness she offers in her personality. Again I am thankful for the appreciation I have been afforded for human male and female masculinity and beauty. I count it as a God given gift. I am now working on a gorgeous sunrise that I took a picture of myself. It almost takes my breath when I look at it, but I am not sure what it will look like after I transpose it to canvas. It seems like I will be painting my way through the rest of my life. I enjoy it so much, and I am amazed at what my work turns into.

I must pass on a thought to all who read this blog. Sometimes I think no one gets anything out of what I write, but I keep being reminded by the holy spirit that God’s word does not return to Him void. So as long as I am speaking of God and His goodness, I have to believe someone is being blessed. Its all by faith, but no not really. I do often get comments of how my work has helped someone so I can’t say Its all by faith. I don’t have an email address on my blog nor do I have it sit up for comments on line, but I do get encouragement by person. I am not computer wise enough to accept all invitations as there are so many evil people out there. But I wish it were not that way. Be assured that I pray for all my viewers every night, and I know my prayers are not falling on deaf ears. I love you all and wish the best for everyone.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Jean's Comment's: "A Heart Of Stone"

Jean's Comment's: "A Heart Of Stone": Some people's hearts are made of stone. The worse thing I can think of today. 10-27-2015 Perryton, Texas. A voice told me this morni...

"A Heart Of Stone"

Some people's hearts are made of stone. The worse thing I can think of today. 10-27-2015 Perryton, Texas.


A voice told me this morning to write about a heart of stone. This was after I had a thought of someone I loved dearly, and would have given my life for, died without ever changing her dead-set way in thinking that she was right about everything she said. Sadly enough she was the most stubborn person I had ever known. At first I argued with this strong thought, thinking it was not something I wanted to remember about my beloved one. Especially I didn’t want to write about it. But for some unknown reason I was being informed of some things that I had not thought of before about this dear one. I had always thought this person had a heart as big as a bushel basket, but just had some strange ways of showing it sometimes. Then the voice inside me said, this person you loved so dearly had a heart of stone. Nothing in the world could ever have changed her thinking of always being right. I had gotten to the place where I thought she was beyond any hope of making things right with God, although she definitely believed in God the Father, and Jesus Christ the son. She never wanted to hear their names mentioned. I believe she was afraid of giving into their pleading with her to repent. She would always change the subject. Yet when she was called upon for help by a person with spiritual needs, she was super prepared to dig them out of their confusion, never denying the power of God. She was a director of traffic, but couldn’t drive herself. If ever anyone had a worry, she was the first to convince them that it was Satan who made them worry. Within minutes she had people thinking they had the world by the tail. It was always so nice to go visit this person because she was so interesting, and had no bounds about who, or what, she wanted to say. Yes, she did have reservations about people who wanted to preach to her and tell her she was wrong, and in so many words, a fool. She didn’t treat anyone badly, but she had a way of telling them she was not about to listen to their non-sense religion. I will try to describe this person to my best understanding. She was a lady of poor parents, who failed to provide, and demand of her to get an education. She had the love of these parents that surpassed most parent’s love for their children. She was thought of by her parents as being smart enough without going to school a lot. I have to partly agree with that, except all children need a good education. She was offered for a bride to a minister several years older than she. She bare him seven children and breast fed them all. She lived with her husband till all her children were grown, the left to go out on her own. She never asked for a divorce, but remarried after her husband died. I don’t know where her wisdom came from, but she certainly was no fool when it came to common sense thinking. She was the best doctor, not to hold a license, that I ever knew. She never publicly prayed for anyone, which makes me so disturbed. Yet I ask myself what difference did it make as long as the sickness was quickly resolved. This lady was spoken of by many as, beautiful, sweet, smart, humble, survivor of all hardships, and fun to be with. Yet I am told this morning she had a heart of stone. What does it mean?

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Jean's Comment's: "Love That Never Quits Loving"

Jean's Comment's: "Love That Never Quits Loving": This picture shows a perfect plane in front of the smoke. Double click to see the wings and nose. 10-26-2015 Perryton, Texas. This pictu...

"Love That Never Quits Loving"

This picture shows a perfect plane in front of the smoke. Double click to see the wings and nose. 10-26-2015 Perryton, Texas.

This picture is after the jet passed over my head and was going away from me. The first on was while it was coming toward me. Both pics are clearly showing the entire plane. 10-26-2015 Perryton, Texas.


Some more interesting sky-watching took place this afternoon. I can’t believe so many jets are flying over my head every day. It must be a busy world all around the globe. I am so thankful to have a speck to call home where I can feel safe and secure. Busy can stay away from me. I am enjoying my turtle-crawl with just sticking my head out once in awhile. My crawling space covers a small town area with population about 8,000. Busy has made this city a very nice place to live. But busy is also crawling slowly now. Enough is enough for some common, every-day, folks.

Today has been a day where I barely stuck my head out. I have been so lonely after having such a busy week-end with my son from Abilene. I wished him Godspeed when he left yesterday afternoon, but I did hate to see him leave. However, I would not have wanted him to stay away from the sweet wife, two children, lovely home, and management of the economic development department of a large city which he fills. With all of these responsibilities he still has time to care for me. Why was God so good to me? Tomorrow I will be crawling out to take over my own duties as an artist and writer. These closed-up days don’t come often. I usually am trying to think of some way to slow down when it starts to get bed time. I did have to go and pay a bill today then  get a tag for my car, only because it was a must.

The sun is starting to sink now. A long night awaits me and I feel like tomorrow should start now. I guess that’s normal when one has goofed off most of the day. I will make up for it tomorrow. In the mean time I know I need bed rest and sound sleeping. “Spank me Lord, and put me to bed.” I have discovered on the days when one is feeling low, is the time when Satan really tries to attack you. He tells lies as long as you will listen to them. After the first few words I don’t listen anymore, but those few words found an lasting place in my memory cells. Tomorrow they will automatically be deleted. That’s why I am anxious for tomorrow. Another day, another jet, will carry my blues away. My memories will all be of good things, and the bad will have to wait for another time. I am almost already feeling the ‘tomorrow morning’ when I love to drink my three cups of coffee, and watch the early morning news. I am at the best of my attention span as God directs me as to what to expect in the future. I know without a doubt He is directing my path. I no longer feel lost as the day goes by. He starts to fill my empty coffee cup with joy and happiness. After three cups of that I am on my way to a great, and satisfying day.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

 

Jean's Comment's: "What Is A Fool"

Jean's Comment's: "What Is A Fool": The jet can be seen at the bottom of the smoke trail. So interesting to me. 10-25-2015 Perryton, Texas Two jets can be seen here flying ...