Emma Veronica

I hear the rumbles roll through the sky. The noise begins as a soft whisper and transforms into a loud, thundering roar. Suddenly everything goes dark. There is a moment of panic.  My heart pounds and I can hear my pulse in my ears. But through the darkness the light somehow shines brighter than it ever had before. A flash glows and grows before my eyes and the roar cries out once more. Again and again it howls and growls. But what is it saying? Sometimes I fear it. I tremble and shake and long for the light.   But other times I do not fear but simply listen, pray, wonder, and wait.  The darkness so often seems to overcome the light. But always, always , an end comes. There is a quiet. A calm. A peace. The tranquil air is cool and still. The rain is gentle as the pitter-patter falls steadily onto the soft earth.  Then there is a silence.  An end to the darkness.  A dawn is coming.  The light will overcome the world.  ...

Some days I feel like a ghost.  Some weeks I look back and feel like I've been a ghost. Sometimes I look back and wonder if I've been a ghost all my life. Invisible. Unnoticed. Unloved. Unworthy. Not Enough. Transparent. Non-existent. Does anyone even know I'm here? Have I made any difference at all? Sometimes (most of the time) my voice is quiet. I feel like I go unheard. Like no one is listening. Sometimes I allow the lies to seep in and convince me that my voice is insignificant.       "no one cares what you have to say. they won't listen. you just shouldn't say anything at all." And so I don't. I remain silent. I buy into the lie that I am unworthy. That I am not enough. That I'm alone. That I will never be heard. But then... then... sometimes I hear His small, still voice.        "I love you. If I care for the birds, how much more will I care for you? Cast all your cares on me.     ...

  Hello friends! So I'm going to start taking orders for prints! If you have a favorite quote/song/lyric/verse/word that you want put into word art, let me know! Or if you like one of the prints I have posted in the past, those will also be available! Text me, email me, or facebook message me if you are interested or if you have any questions! Thank you! :) 3X5 = $3 5X7 = $5 8X10 = $7     New prints to come... 

The mind is a mysterious thing.   It is filled with thoughts and images, dreams and aspirations.   It allows us to dream up what would seem unimaginable to the world, but to us it is a reality.   The mind sometimes brings nightmares and darkness. Every fear that becomes a denizen of our mind seems to file itself somewhere deep down and make itself invisible.   If we allow them to settle there, the nightmares arise and our brains are flooded with disasters, fears, and terrors that seek to haunt and destroy.   The brain is a mystery. Scientists search for clues and answers, but the three pounds within our skulls is still all but figured out.   God is a revealer mysteries, however (Daniel 2:47).   He created us in His image and He also created our minds. As complex as they are, He simply molded them from dust, breathed life, and they began their intricate function that we call thinking.   We need God breath. ...

                          Have you ever heard the phrase, "shine bright like a diamond?" I seem to hear it a lot lately. At first it sounds like good advice, right? I mean in Matthew 5:14-16 we are told that we are the light of the world! We are so bright, our light cannot be hidden! We should let this light shine before men, so that they can see our good deeds and praise our Father in heaven!              Someone made an interesting point to me about this once: a diamond can't shine without light and also, it cannot regulate its own light. If you put it in a dark room it will not be able to glow.             But isn't this also true of us? We are all diamonds-- well, first we are just a lump of dirt. But once the Creator gets a hold of us, He molds us into beautiful and precious j...

Hello there! Ok, here we go... this is my blog-- welcome! I just want to share just a glimpse of my crazy and rambling thoughts and hopefully spread at least a  little bit of the encouragement God gives to us. Thanks for stopping by and sharing this journey with me! I praise you, because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.  -Psalm 139:14. You are a masterpiece, made in the Father's image. It is by Him we call "Abba," Father, Heavenly Daddy.  You are beautiful. You are loved.  Adored by the Creator above.  Always remember that.