God Paints my Destiny with His Angel’s Wings

My thoughts on God’s path as I paint with Indian Ink freely. Full Video is on my FaceBook Page. https://www.facebook.com/cheryl.wilson.9849

God, I put my path in your brush
You create the lines of my life.
You paint the lines of my future
And as the ink is revealed on the canvas, you reveal my destiny

Please allow me to flow in your perfect timing
Let me trust in your brushstrokes

Let me acknowledge the freedom in your perfect plan

I will allow your brush strokes to paint my walk
I will allow the drips of the paint to color my thoughts

As you create me with each stroke, uniquely placed on the canvas
I will not question nor will I hesitate to express the life I feel you are painting in me

I will instead breathe as I allow your art to show me what I am here for
I will be brave and strong and not fearful
I will embrace the unknown as I know the unknown is already known by you.

My dear God in Heaven, paint my path, and let me exist in your perfect purity
I will explore with no fear. I will step out without knowing where my steps will land
As I know you will paint my canvas with the wings of your angels.

Here I am Lord, send me anywhere, as long as you go with me.

Flawed Shells are Still perfect

by Cheryl Wilson

As I am migrating my way through my health journey, I have learned so many things about my body; things that work and things that are challenging for me.  I also know that I have choices in my journey and I need to embrace these choices.  I am in control of these choices and what I put into my body.

I think how I believe I was made by my Lord and not only do I want to be healthy, but God put such care into my creation that how could I not want to take care of my body?  I included the entire chapter below as I felt every single verse was worthy of reading here. 

I have had this chapter as one of my favorites for years as I migrated through my teen age years, into my newly married years, into my years where I miscarriages many times into my challenging health years and now as I am going into my retirement years.  God had a plan when I was born, when I was a blooming young girl and I need to remember, He still his this perfect plan as I age.

Recently I was at the beach, a place I so much love.  I collected some beautiful shells each morning as I walked along the water.  I actually loved the ones with the flaws as they reminded me that even with my flaws, I am beautiful.  Each shell has such a quiet story to tell about its path to the shore to me.  As I picked up each one, I thought about the story that shell could teach me.  Some were still perfect and unflawed.  But more had some wear on them reminded me that flaws are a rite of passage as we migrate from our youth into our aged years.

God says in Psalms 139 that He is familiar with ALL MY ways.  He knows even the deepest hurts I hold within my soul that I speak to no one.  He knows of the wounds I cannot completely heal. He knows of the fears I have even when I try hard to keep those fears under control.  He is there to help me control those midnight panic attacks that creep up on me out of nowhere.  If know if I did not have Him to look to, many of my fears could overtake me.  He promises in this chapter that there is NO WHERE I could go that He is NOT THERE WITH ME.  HOW powerful is that?!

I still have moments where I tip into anger too easily or I lose faith when I step on the scales to find I gained a pound instead of losing one. These things could tip me into self-doubt or a spiral of self-hate.  But is that what God wants for us?  As I look at my collection of shells in my pretty cup I placed them in, I again remind myself, I am flawed, but I am not damaged.  My flawed body is ok as God still holds the reins!!!

Psalm 139  “139 O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. You know when I sit or stand. When far away you know my every thought. You chart the path ahead of me and tell me where to stop and rest. Every moment you know where I am. You know what I am going to say before I even say it. You both precede and follow me and place your hand of blessing on my head.

This is too glorious, too wonderful to believe! I can never be lost to your Spirit! I can never get away from my God! If I go up to heaven, you are there; if I go down to the place of the dead, you are there. If I ride the morning winds to the farthest oceans, 10 even there your hand will guide me, your strength will support me. 11 If I try to hide in the darkness, the night becomes light around me. 12 For even darkness cannot hide from God; to you the night shines as bright as day. Darkness and light are both alike to you.

13 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit them together in my mother’s womb. 14 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! It is amazing to think about. Your workmanship is marvelous—and how well I know it. 15 You were there while I was being formed in utter seclusion! 16 You saw me before I was born and scheduled each day of my life before I began to breathe. Every day was recorded in your book!

17-18 How precious it is, Lord, to realize that you are thinking about me constantly! I can’t even count how many times a day your thoughts turn toward me. And when I waken in the morning, you are still thinking of me!

19 Surely you will slay the wicked, Lord! Away, bloodthirsty men! Begone! 20 They blaspheme your name and stand in arrogance against you—how silly can they be? 21 O Lord, shouldn’t I hate those who hate you? Shouldn’t I be grieved with them? 22 Yes, I hate them, for your enemies are my enemies too.

23 Search me, O God, and know my heart; test my thoughts. 24 Point out anything you find in me that makes you sad, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.”

I hope God’s words can give you some peace today, some comfort.  Read them several times.  Trust that they are there for you.  Know you are NOT alone during ANY hurt, God promises “when I waken in the morning, you are still thinking of me!”  Trust His words.

WHAT WILL YOU PUT ON YOUR BLANK CANVAS?

by Cheryl Wilson

We wake up each day to a new fresh blank canvas. WE can choose what we write in our own canvas. The brush is in your hand, the paint is wet, what are you going to write?

Will you write words of positive thoughts, kind words to encourage or will your brush paint negative notes and take you down a path to rob your joy.

20″ x 20″ It Happened at a Political Event!

I have been there, I have let negative thoughts after negative thoughts take over my mind and like soap suds with lot of water, these negative thoughts can take over and I have become overwhelmed with sadness.

Each day we can start off with a fresh attitude and a renewed look on our life. Even if your day yesterday was full of stress or sadness, People let you down, you found out your pain was still sharp, how are you going to write on your canvas today? Will you grab the newness of the day and embrace the opportunities that could be there?

I have had my share of hardships, I have also been incredibly broken. I have been in so much pain that I could not think of anything else, but I did not let those events write my story. I CHOOSE. When I write my own words, I choice to write positive words that will make me stronger. I choose to push those negative thoughts away and rewrite my story with positive words, even if I have to wipe off my words with white paint and start over.

Here are a couple things you can to to help.

  • Before sunrise each day, I start the day reading the Bible and asking for my day to be filled with God’s direction. There are times I fail this and instead put my agenda on the canvas and head down the path of getting in my own way to only find I missed the joy in waiting for God. God’s path which is ALWAYS better then my own.
  • Write on your canvas a gratitude list. If you woke up in the morning, you are alive and this is huge!!! Be thankful for that!!! What about all those in your family that are still on this earth. Be thankful for those people! One of the silly things I am grateful is a strong wonderful cup of black coffee!!!
  • Paint a Lemon!! No, actually, get a glass of water with lemon and drink. This actually helps you wake up and feel energized.
  • Get mentally organized and write down what you are going to do.

I hope you think about this, think about your beautiful blank canvas and what you are going to write or paint on your canvas. YOU DO have a choice. Make it a beautiful painting each day!!


What Does God have to do with my weight loss journey?

I pose the question to you: what does God have to do with my Weight Loss Journey?

One thing I do know is that I fully believe God wants me to be have a healthy body. He tells us our bodies are the temple of the Holy Spirit. But what does that mean?  I want to impress upon those that are taking their time to read this is that first, there is no mistake you are taking the time to read this and secondly, that unhealthy part of my journey was A PART of my journey.  I feel God allowed me to experience this path as I learned so much during this journey which in itself is such a love story.  God allowed me to grown when I was in a pretty bleak state.  Sometimes God allows us to go deep to know what the light looks like. That was my story.

I know when I was sorely overweight, I felt depressed and tired and this affected my thoughts, my art, my friendships, and so much more.  The guilt side of my kept saying:  “How could I be used by God if I was headed into a total health crisis?”  But God was loving and stayed there with me and did not give up.

The more overweight I got, the more I was dominated by feelings of defeat and inadequacy.  I determined my self-worth in the world by the number on the scale. I felt judged by people when I am sure was NOT always the truth.  I was also misled by thinking food was what I could turn to, to feel better.  When I was sad, I told myself I deserved that bowl of macaroni.  Then the more I made the wrong choice, the more I felt like I was failing.  This seeped into many parts of my life and how I looked at life.

Life became dim for me when things were compounded when I lost my mother.  I was dealing with a silent struggle and there were days that hope was dim.  I knew I loved God, which was what kept me focused on living, but those dim days were dark.  

I know I am not alone in this thought pattern.  Which leads me to say to you:

YOU. ARE. NOT. ALONE.    

I want to focus the next several of my blogs focusing on verses that can help in our health journey.  It is not just about losing weight, it is about a path to a healthy life. 

Losing weight with the focus on God walking with you changes the focus from your body to your soul and that lasting lifestyle change begins in your heart.

This is only the first part of a series I want to share with you on how God spoke to me and is still speaking to me on this journey of health.  I HAVE DO MUCH TO SAY…. So hang on.

FREEDOM is on the way!

I LOVE YOU. Cheryl Wilson, Optavia Health Coach.
https://991238846.optavia.com/991238846


He gives me His best!

I just finished cleaning my suitcase from my trip to Florida…. and I found these beautiful seashells that I had packed in a special place to keep safe.

While at the beach a few weeks past there was no one else out walking on this cool morning. But off in a distance, was this one lone gentleman in a hat that as I recall made me think of a man from Australia…. me past me, tipped his hat and smiled. As I sat on the beach enjoying the sun and the sand knowing soon I would return to the city, my mind forgot about this kind stranger. I soon took some photos and pushed my toes into the sand and felt as each moment pass, more relaxed.

Soon, in the distance, I saw him returning. It was obvious as his shadow returned as again, no one else had joined the beach yet. This time he slowly walked up to me and handed me all these shells and he said … “I collected the best for you.” That was all he said, and turned an kept walking.

As i am a city girl, this handful of seashells truly intrigued me as I studied each one like each was a gift in itself!!! I am sure he had no idea of what a gift they were to me

Today as i think of the event and being Christmas I can not help think of how our Heavenly Father does the same thing for us!!! He collects the best for us and lovingly hands these gifts to us for us to enjoy.


The Desires of Our Heart….Whose Dream is it?

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I have always heard the verse “Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.”  This verse is found in Psalm 37:4.  But what does it mean when God says he will give us the desires of our heart!!  Does that mean I can list all the things I want and push that list up to God in a prayer like a list children do and send off to Santa? 

You might read that verse and focus on the second part of the verse as it might look more appealing!!!  BUT, of course the result will be quite disappointing.  The sentence is structured to read the first part of the sentence first….  “Delight thyself also in the Lord”….  to make this clearer, it means something like this….  Make God the object of our desires.  I feel the verse is saying He will in turn give us our desires. 

I also think that if we make God the object of our desires, follow Him, pray for His direction, our hearts will be so right with God that our desires will be what is best for us! 

The question many people face almost daily is whether or not their desires are covetousness selfish wants. So how can we know our desires are from God?  Again, read the first part of the verse, “delight in the Lord.”   When we allow God’s word to renew our hearts and mind and we allow God to have His way in our hearts, we will find our desires are in alignment with His will and our desires are His desires for our life.  

When I started my art venture several years ago, a complete opposite direction from my professional career path, I promised myself I would NOT do it alone.  In other words, I did not just list all the things I wanted as an artist and expect this list to be fulfilled.  I put my entire art path in God’s hands.  I asked for complete direction and took my hand off the door handle and let God open all the doors for me.  

In turn, I never worry about my art business because my path is already planned, each corner I turn!!  Even down to the little things like the sale of that next painting or where I will show my art. Putting God as the first person I talk to each day, the one I ask for guidance for any decision, allows me the peace in knowing my path is already sanctioned by God.  Does this mean I sit back and not work hard, but expect opportunities to fall into my path?  Absolutely NO.  Most that know me will say I am one of the hardest working people they know. 

The difference is, there is this walk in such faith that I have because I have asked for guidance by God that I know the desires in my art world are in sync with God. 

http://www.cherylwilsonart.com/

… all things new, in time.

This is the first year in six years that I put up Christmas decorations, tree and all.  Down deep, I guess I was depressed by my mothers health, then death.  I truly believe I started grieving losing her to Alzheimer’s before she left me for Heaven.

I miss so much about her.  We spoke every day, most days twice a day.  She always wanted me to be happy.  She helped me through every problem I was having, every decision I was making.  She was such a huge part of my life and I can hear her voice now encouraging me even when we were miles apart.

Nothing prepared me for losing my mother twice, once to Alzheimer’s and then to her actual death.   I have had friends throughout the years lose their own mothers and I felt sad for them but I really had no idea how painful it was to lose someone that was so close to my heart, soul and spirit.

Perhaps, if you have not lost your mother, you cannot fully understand the depths of grief that overcomes you. The pain has been crippling, and random moments of memories bring burning tears.

I recently admitted to myself that I have not resolved the trauma of her death, the events of those last days, the emptiness of being there holding her hand but not knowing if she knew I was there as she slipped into being an Angel.

But, the main reason I wanted to share this blog was the healing power of being a believer brings.  I know that I will never see my mother again physically, but I will see her again.  She was a Christian and her spiritual life  has gone on.  She no longer carries the painful chains of her disease, she is free now.  She is in God’s presence and no longer fearful from the disease she lived with.

I am reminded of the verses in the Bible, Revelations 21:4-5 that both helps me in my grief and in knowing my mother is actually in a better place.  I selfishly cannot wish she were still here when she was in so much pain.

The Bible says…..  “And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.  Behold, I make all things new.”

I held onto this pain of her death and those final days in hospice for a long time.  I am a strong Christian, but her death held me in captive.  The loss and the events consumed me to the point I felt like I could not breath and by not decorating, it was like I was in suspension.  I knew better, but I also know there is no limit of time on grieving.

If you are grieving, consider reading Revelations 21: 4-5 and really believing in the words.  Record your thoughts in a prayer journal and give yourself time and space to grieve.  Then………..  go decorate that tree!!

Call me a Confident Woman?

I was recently reminded by two of my followers that I had not posted anything lately and that is true.  I like to just pop off the saying….  “life happened”.  But,life  just did not happen for me, it was all planned out even before the days that turned into months passed.

During the past two years, I lost my mother, blossomed in my artist’s journey, and learned a lot along the way about myself.  I had many tears but they were both sad tears and happy tears.   God took my mother home but allowed me to be there in her arms when she passed.  God opened doors for me in my business and answered each soft prayer I whispered.  Believe me I was bold in  my requests at times.  (future blog)

But before I list all the things that have happened in my world, I just felt compelled to talk about the word “a confident woman.”

I believe when we ask God for something He will answer that prayer.  I also know that many times we (and I include myself) are afraid to pray for something as we do not think we deserve it, or it is too big for us to think God will give that desire to us.  Believe, if we are not supposed to have it, it will become apparent that we are to either wait for it or allow God to show us what we are supposed to have.

I have had other people, both men and women tell me they feel I am a very confident woman.  While this did not happen over night, I am 100% certain that this confidence people see in me is my letting God have control of my path.  I guess you might say this has made me fearless in stepping out and doing new things,  Along the way, I have had people tell …. “don’t you think you should do this or that?”  Well, my answer to that is… if I felt what I was doing was God leading me, do, I do not second guess what I am doing.  Are there days I feel vulnerable and hiding under my covers….. yup!!  many days, but then I feel this little voice telling me to get my heels on and start kicking again.  I honestly think many of us are afraid to ask for something as God just might give it to us and then we have to be confident enough to step forward.  IT is like we are so surprised God would actually open that door.  Well, I ask and then when God says YES, I confidently walk through that door.  When I feel afraid, I remind myself, I am not alone.

I also know that there are things I would like to do in my life, but I am waiting on God to open that door.  I know all too well if I rush it, I in my own power will fail.  If I wait for God’s timing, how can I fail?

So what you see in me, those that call me confident, is not MY strength or my doing….. it is all God’s.  I guess a better way to say it is that I am confident in Christ.

Do not be afraid to ask God for the desires of your heart.  Do not be afraid to then step out with confidence when the door is opened.  AND then know with your whole heart, God it there with you.

I am not sure who will read this as I have not posted in so long, but my prayer is if even one person will step out with me on this journey of being a confident women, then I know it was meant to post.

Love, Cheryl

God’s Perfect Timing…..

2015-12-18_16-47-16I am in such awe at the thought of how many times God’s timing has proved itself to be “perfect”. I would say that there are also MANY times I have not understood His path… at first. I am reminded of the saying I once heard….

“God does not say no, He says, not now.”

As mere humans, this can be such a hard thing to hear. We pray for a situation and in our hearts, wait for that answer and many times think the outcome will be one scenario or another, and then we wait ….

God might have a different plan from our desires and many times, He does. If we can only sit back and let God work His plan, we will see in the end His perfect love and answer. Is this easy? NO, it is not. In fact, at some times during our pain, we might get depressed.

I want to tell a sweet story about how God answered a prayer in His timing and how the end result was incredible, or in this case, perfect.

As many of you know, my sweet daughter in law lost her dear little dog, Holly. She loved Holly and she was her little furry companion. Holly was such a sweet part of her life when she was going through so many trials. In September, Holly became very ill and died in Addy’s arms. God has to have a plan in his vast master blueprint for pets in our world. They give us so much joy and comfort. Their requirement of food and shelter matches our need to give. When they are gone, we are left with heavy emptiness.

Holly was not just a pet; she was a confident, a girl friend, a soft pillow, a late night girlie movie best bud.

I remember my daughter in law asking me to pray for them to find another pet to fill that very lonely void. As we all know, a new pet cannot replace our lost friends, but they can fill a hole of loneliness. Tears turn into laughter.

So here is her story. My daughter in law found her little perfect fury friend. The cutest little white Pomeranian came available in Florida, but so far away! They lived in the Mid-west!!! But this sweet little boy was perfect. How could God have the perfect puppy so far away? But my daughter-in-law could not get this sweet white ball of fur out of her heart. She called about him even though the miles were far and the center informed her they just adopted him out. Addy would have found a way to get to him, but he was gone to someone else. Why did God allow this to happen? He was perfect.

So, let’s fast forward… a couple months.

Addy still prayed for a dog. She still longed for this little sweet pup called “Pumpkin.”

God was not saying NO, He was saying, NOT NOW. Wait Addy, wait for me to allow my plan to be perfect.

God knew Addy was going to be in Florida in December. The day before she arrived in Florida, (3 hours away from the site where this sweet pup was adopted), God plan was going into effect. The family that adopted Pumpkin, realized they were too old to handle an active little puppy. Sweet little “Pumpkin” was again up for adoption the day Addy was to arrive in Florida, 3 hours away. NOTE: Addy was initially 25 hours away!!!

Addy called the center and they told Addy, she could adopt “Pumpkin.”

SO, what is the message! Many times God puts a plan on hold for a reason. We might become impatient, or upset that we think God is saying NO, but what He is saying is…. not now and please wait for me to work thing out. We may hurt and desire to have an answer and even want to take the reins but God has a perfect plan.

It is not easy to wait. But God does have a plan and His plan is perfect.

PS… his name is now “Meiko”

Put a Wig on Your Head and be Happy!

I Dark Hairrecently bought two wigs to wear.  When I bought them, I had the intention of looking like the model in the picture and taking 20 years off my entire body!!  Seriously!! Well, that did cross my mind.  But that is not the reason.

Let me tell you what happened when I got them.  I put on the short haired blonde wig and surprised my husband when he came home from work (I work from home). He honestly thought I had cut my hair.  He could not tell.  By the way, my little girl cat Diva could tell and she wanted to grab it off my head and run away with it.  Maybe she thought it was another animal for her to play with.

After I laughed at my husband I took the wig off and said “see… I still have long hair!”   He asked “Why did you buy that wig?”   I said, I not only bought this short haired blonde one, I bought a mid length dark hair one.  Well, he hated that one.  I would have been a bit mad at him for thinking I was crazy, but I did not buy them for him, I bought them for me.

I LOVE  both my new wigs.  So why did I buy them? Am I going to wear them? And the answer will perhaps surprise you.  It is not to look younger or to change my looks, but to just have fun.  Menopause and post-menopause can only be explained and truly understood by those that have or are going through it.  Even perimenopause which was a long time period for me is hard to deal with.  No man can, no matter how sweet he is,  understand the emotions, the lack of emotions, the depression, the tears, the desire to be free, but be held all at the SAME TIME, the fears, the …. fill in the blanks here ladies.  I bought them for me to allow myself some “me time” so I could be a better me FOR HIM.

Ok, I have heard, take vitamins, exercise, do not eat dairy, drink green tea, stand on your head….. yup, I have heard it all and yet, we may try these things but do we find that they work?  Some combination might, but underneath it all, is the body that is strange to us.  I have had close friend tell me she feels like the “body snatchers” came and invaded her.

I also have had some really close sweet friends (that have not experienced this yet) tell me I was depressed all the time and I should get some advise.  SO, I trudged to the doctors to ask for help.  I listened and ended up crying because I thought I was letting those around me down because they thought I was  depressed.  I also felt like I could not tell anyone I was sad at times, because I was afraid they would tell me to “get happy!”

Here is what I have come to the concluded for ME ONLY, but wanted to share with you.  I am going to be depressed.  I am going to feel like I have no friends.  I am going to feel like my husband will never understand me.  I am going to hate that my skin is dry, my hair is thinning, my body is sagging and I will accept all this because as Christians, that is what we do, right?  But, I will NOT HIDE from it.  if I hide, I am not helping anyone especially myself.

I have now learned to ALLOW myself time to be NICE TO MYSELF.  If I want to cry and watch a sappy girly movie all by myself, I will and not let those around me tell me I am … acting funny.  I am going to also get over that emotion and come back to earth, but not allow myself to feel like there was something wrong that I needed time alone.

Once I told those around me that I needed time to mourn my bodies weirdness, I allow myself the time to heal.  I do not beat myself up.  There are days I am so blue FOR NO REASON at all but I will allow myself to be blue as long as I know my ground rules.

The KEY…. is to not let any of this become a habit.  If I feel grumpy, I allow my time, but I to not let my grumpiness become a habit.  Once I allow any feeling to last too long, or get in the way of my relationships, I ask myself, do I need more time to heal or do I need to fight through it?

So the wigs are one of my ways to be nice to myself, and enjoy my good moments.  If I need time, I will put on one of my wigs and just be happy.  I can laugh to myself and no one (but you that have read my blog) will understand my silliness.  I am allowing myself to have my time.

Psalms 44:21 ” Shall not God search this out? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart.”  God knows how hard this is for me and he knows how I am and how I react.  I pray daily that God will walk with me through this path, and I know He will.

I am wearing the dark haired one today!!  With bright pink lipstick.

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