Yeah, saw some cool drawings on twitter, had to go on a wing binge.
This is what I imagine a heavenly incinerator looks like.
As this was being made I thought, Huh, wouldn't it be cool if my culture made mosaics and patterns of how God made the universe.
More God being at the center patterns.
This one was made along with a quote "Snakes? Delicious. Clearly Adam and Eve are not Vietnamese!" We had a Vietnamese missionary speaking that night; pretty cool guy.
The only thing that doesn't make any sense is a arrow pointing to a blank space, I drew on my hand and explained it.
Supposed to be the fruit of the spirit. God is the vine and we are the branches. All of that coolness.
That little throne from last week has BROTHERS!
My husband said this reminded him of Revelations...7 i think ( my notes for this are lost), it didn't have anything to do with the sermon so it's here.
What do you see?
So this little guy has friends, and they'll be in another Scripture Sketch, next week maybe. Or I'll post early. I'm whimsical, who knows?
Being silly with eyeball....designs
More ridiculous eyeball doodles, and some flowers. Because I can't stop drawing them. Even when I try.
This was the last in the "eyeball kick" I like it.
It's a house over a grate, and FIRE.
what I think the angel said. He was all like "yo, peace out." yeah, I'm just going to leave that there. But Seriously, how cool and equally ground shaking would it be to go there in terror, someone busted open YOUR FAMILIES GRAVE, to find that God left. Just ya know. Got up. Freaky yeah!
Ya know that thing you do that you see in your head and you want to look cool? Yeah, that was this. Trying to make a background for a picture I had, and then realizing this is the first time I drew buildings. All of the NOPE words.
God has never called me stupid. He does not call me an idiot whilst correcting me and not once has he demeaned my character. If I have been to sharp with my children, I KNOW. I've saturated my brain with enough scripture to tell when I'm doing it wrong.
That still small voice? It's like the last echo. It's like the song that keeps popping up in my head.
I love that. There is always a surety. Always calm. Sometimes firm. Never condescending. Never impatient and without placing blame.
Just the same when your child is learning to clean a cast iron skillet and she uses soap. You don't yell at her for ruining your pan. She didn't know. You say, "that's okay sweets, its just a pan. I'm sorry I should have taught you how to do it first." and then correction comes.
All that to say don't listen to the crap in your head saying you suck. God knows our character.
I WILL GET THIS TATTOOOOOOO. I have one. I want another, and my poor husband is sitting here, grousing about it. He doesn't know what that word means. He's tired. He loves me. Oh, I'm sorry, as he mimics me and my love of tattoos, he says that he doesn't know what "grousing" sounds like. I'M tired. Aaaaannnnd its all in good fun.
I have a lovely friend who endeared me to these fuzzy guys. The middle is my first attempt, then google images saved me. And DRAGONS. Because I ADORE THEM. So camel dragon.
I have a hard time with shadows. So I drew one.
Things that didn't make the cut, but I still wanted to share for all the crazy kids like me to redraw.