Breathe and sigh

10299532_10152364643614350_776736122370803520_nTwo weeks in a row I almost stayed in bed. Just wasn’t feeling up to people, talking and things…

But you know I’m so glad now that I did get up and get out, two Sabbaths filled with abundant blessings. I’m in awe of how some things just fall in place, the people who touch you, the music and the morning’s sermon. It is not coincidence it’s all too perfect to be coincidence.

When your spirit is down and you feel like giving up and like you are so far away from Him. He sends His soft touch in different ways. I am so grateful that I did get up and go to church it is there in some quiet place or moment that God chose to touch me. These verses really awakened something these past two weeks

He counts the number of the stars; He calls them all by name. Psalm 147:4

For as the heavens are high above the earth, So great is His mercy toward those who fear Him. Psalm 103:11

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord, my strength and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14

Give ear to my words, O Lord, consider my meditation. Give heed to the voice of my cry, My King and my God, for to You I will pray. Psalm 5:1-2

Sitting on the outside looking in; this is what I heard and what has touched me. I am glad I did go to church, it was good for the soul and I am happy and at peace. It is here that I can press the panic button, and someone is right at my side. I breathe a sigh of relief and am so grateful for some privileges.

Hope you’ve had a Blessed Sabbath too ♥

My Grandpa

Me and Grandad (July 1989)

Me and Grandad (July 1989)

Last week I received a book from my secret friend (a devotional). And true to myself, never starting a book from the front, I always like to check the back first and make my way to the front, slowly by stopping in the middle…that is normal for me and a magazine. Now with the devotional in hand I went straight from the back to my birthday date. May 31. Just like when I have a new calendar the first month I look at is May, and I always get so excited when I discover that it’s the prettiest picture of the whole calendar 😀

The title on my day is “My Grandpa” and it has such a cute story about a young girl sitting on grandpa’s leg while he taught her to read.

Made me smile and brought back a million memories of a wonderful vegetable garden, orchards with a huge variety of fruit trees, fixing shoes and belts and anything leather, woodwork, the pencil in his ear, his white worn out shirts with rolled up sleeves, that smile and typical family Ferrao nose, his blue eyes. The way he liked his soup, the way he liked bread! The hands that built a house! The way he sat next to the radio listening to the news.

And most of all how when we were small and sometimes teased and annoyed our great-grandmother he would ‘punish’ us by tying our big toe to the leg of the chair with a piece of cotton!! I had that punishment a few times.

That was My Grandpa and the special person that was shared amongst 18 grandchildren.

Feelings of saudade flood my heart, nostalgia and longing for something that was so beautiful and strong – the love of a grandfather.

This is the bible verse for the devotional that brought back this memory ♥

“Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.”  Proverbs 17:6

Listen for His voice


If you have a website or blog page you can see how many hits you get. How many visitors and followers you have and where the visitors come from. I can do the same thing on my blog page. It even shows me which word was used in the search engine – that got the visitor to hit my page. If you are a follower, you will receive an email when I post something, you can read it quickly in your mail box and just as quickly press delete. Or you can actually click-through and visit my page and engage a bit by commenting, liking and looking at the gallery of my paintings.

Today I heard a sermon where my friend used those visits on a website and compared them to the times where God tries to talk to us. This is not his sermon but I have taken that bit of his example for this huge piece in my life.

Am I listening when He talks to me? Do I engage in conversation and let Him stay a bit longer to visit and live with me? Or do I just look at the stats page and carry on with my busy life? I think the answer is ‘no’ to all of these.

I am so terribly busy and preoccupied with everything and anything that I have become a bit self-sufficient and self-satisfied. I have Him visiting my website so many times, there are millions of hits on my page and I don’t get excited about it the way a blogger usually is excited about the stats page.

My site stats shows – best ever 145 views – I know exactly which post that was for. Oh if I should check my real webpage the one where God visits there will be a million hits and views and even messages, but they remain unanswered. And maybe on some days his visits even doubled, but I wont remember why…what happened on that day, what was I posting?

What a bad person I must be to ignore something like that. That little graph is always high up there and the words on the search engine were ‘Paula, special daughter’.  A visitor right from heaven every single day a million times a day and I have not been listening. I’m so busy I can’t hear His voice.

it is time to stop, and in between some deep breaths and many sighs; to just be still and check my stats page. Really check it properly, listen! I know He is leaving messages for me all the time. It is time to open my mind and heart to His messages. I have not been listening for so long….

I believe it!

photo (2)He who smoothed the surface of the earth, shoving a plane. He who cleft the mountains by earthquake, pounding a chisel. He who opened the mammoth caves of the earth, turning an auger. He who wielded the thunderbolt, striking with a hammer. He who scooped out the bed of the ocean, hollowing a ladle. He who flashed the morning on the earth, and made the midnight heavens quiver with aurora, constructing a window. I cannot understand it, but I believe it.

_ From the Manger to the Empty Tomb, by Rex Edwards

This is a small piece from a book I’m reading at the moment. The back cover says “this work as a whole is best read as a prolonged hymn of praise” I so agree. It’s really beautiful, and a lot of it is poetry to me. Something I loved when I was in school and I’m starting to appreciate and enjoy it again.

The more I read Ellen White the more poetry I find. This book (Rex D. Edwards) that I’m busy reading now; is also full of beautiful poetry; all about the life of Jesus.

I cannot understand all of it, but I believe it!

Creating a Masterpiece

We had a week of prayer last week. And the parents were the speakers. I don’t want to forget the special moments in my preparation and of that evening so this is a way of safeguarding them; because the title is so beautiful and of an arty nature I first talked about my favorite art piece 😀


“Every block of stone has a statue inside it. It is the task of the sculptor to discover it” Michelangelo, 1499

It must be a marvelous experience to look at a block of stone and see what it could become. It must also be a wonderful thing to have the ability to take that piece of rock and fashion it to whatever we envision. Chip away and remove unnecessary pieces and free the final sculpture hidden inside.

We are not all that talented. But as parents we have been given the opportunity and the privilege to create a masterpiece with each of the children God has given us. To mold and shape our little piece of clay!

When that precious baby is born we behold something more precious and valuable than the best marble and the most beautiful Pieta.

Jeremiah 1:5 _ “God has already begun the work of creating a masterpiece out of that bundle of flesh and we hold it in our arms the day they are born. Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; before you were born I sanctified you; I ordained you a prophet to the nations.”

David our poet says – for you formed inward parts; you covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was made in secret. Your eyes saw substance, being yet unformed. Psalm 139:13-16

Deuteronomy 6:5-9 — “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be on your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads.  Write them on the door frames of your houses and on your gates.”

Ellen White writes — In childhood and youth attention should be given to physical development. Parents should so train their children in good habits of eating and drinking, dressing, and exercise that a good foundation will be laid for sound health in afterlife. The physical organism should have special care, that the powers of the body may not be dwarfed, but developed to their full extent. This places the children and youth in a favorable position, so that with proper religious training, they may like Christ, wax strong in spirit. (White, 1954, pg. 187)

The only thing that will have eternal value will be the character our children develop. It is our responsibility and opportunity as parents to help our children in the development of their characters.

In dealing with children, follow the method of the gardener. With gentle touches, by loving treatments, seek to fashion their characters after the pattern of the character of Christ

What a great privilege we have to be used by God to continue shaping the masterpiece He began when they were just in the mother’s womb!

May we take the artistic task to heart knowing that were not simply creating a work of art that will one day pass away, but a true masterpiece for eternity.

Remembering we are all God’s Masterpiece !!