This is a quotation by Andy  Warhol  which I  read today  and just wanted to share.
Don't think about making art,  just get it done.  Let everyone else decide if it's good or bad,  whether they love it or hate it.
While they are deciding,
make even more art.

May God bless and guide us all in the New Year

Cynthia Jean
January  2022

Snow

so lovely

whispers softly

wondrously

silently

yet it crunches beneath your feet!

profoundly beautiful

its chorus giving perfect glory

to its Maker...

Can you hear it?

Cynthia Jean

Copyright 12-2021

simple pleasures
blessings
spoons full of sugar
and sprinkles of salt
like kisses
from God.

Cynthia Jean
July 2021
Copyright

Time to turn to God.

We must take a stand.

Be silent no more!

The silent are complicit,  weak,  and  cowardly.

Be brave, bold and courageous.

God has not given us a spirit of fear,  but power,  love,  and a sound mind.

Fear is demonic.

The "powers that be" (not Powers...have ears to hear) are suffocating this nation with a spirit of fear ( think about it...the healthy are under house arrest... and voluntarily ...
HOW CRAZY IS THAT!

We are under the ******* of the lies of the box and the tellers of tales!

My brothers and sisters

I plead with you now

We all need to

WAKE  UP

SPEAK  UP

RISE UP

BEFORE  IT  IS TOO  LATE

(And no more spewing of  hatred !!... we have become a nation of haters...and where does that come from?)

NOW IS  THE TIME.

I CAN NO LONGER  STAY  SILENT.

HOW  ABOUT  YOU???

Cynthia Jean
Copyright  
April 21, 2020

Haiku

Only a Creator
Can hang the stars
And spin the  planets.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
March 21, 2020

Words of life:

His Words
of  love
and
encouragement

Filtering
through us

Like rays

Rays
of
Sonlight.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
March  19, 2020

My Word for you

Perfect
is My Love.

It fills you up

Leaving

No room
for fear.

Only

Fix your eyes
on Me.

Only

Trust.

Return to Me.
Rend your hearts.

Then

I will hear
and heal your  land.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
March 19, 2020

Hope.
Today is the first day of  spring!

Relentless
Beautiful
Glorious
Soundless
Falling

Snow

His painting
Exquisite
Tracing the
Silhouettes  of trees
And salting the air
with crystalline snowflakes.

In all
ever so peaceful
passing
all understanding.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
February,  2020

Our biggest problem?

Our small view

of God.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
February,  2020

When you walk with God

Everyday

is a testimony

to His love  and  grace.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
February , 2020

Sail
Go beyond
The safe harbor
...............
Intentionally
Live
Today.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
February,  2020

Character
is developed
in the tough times
when you're
not
getting your way
but
you keep on doing
the right thing.

Cynthia Jean

copyright 2.8.2020

Those bleak , black  clouds

are full

of  

crystal

rain.

Cynthia  Jean
Copyright
February,  2020

Don't believe everything
you hear.
People are being
brainwashed
by the tellers
of tales.
History teaches us
"if a lie is repeated
often enough,
people will believe it."
Let us have
ears to hear,
and eyes that see.
May our ears  and eyes
be open
to the truth.
Not just the tellers
words,
but provable facts.
We must each make an honest
search
for the truth.
Don't
let someone else
do your
thinking
for
you.
May we all
wake
up.

Cynthia Jean
copyright
February 8, 2020

Oh help me
to relinquish
all that I
cling to
that I might
manifest
all You created me
to be.

Cynthia Jean

February 8, 2020

Mine

are big enough

to carry

it all.

Yours aren't.

Give it all

to Me.

Cynthia Jean

February 8, 2020

The gap was there
and the bridge had fallen down
long ago.

Cynthia Jean

copyright
February 8 , 2020

God saw it

He allowed it

He is always here

by my side.

Cynthia Jean

copyright 2.8.2020

The sun
Kisses the earth
Good night.

The moonlight
is God's
Good morning
to us.

Cynthia Jean

Copyright 2.8.2020

Healed by the tsunami of Your Love

Let it flow through us all

That we might touch everyone around us.

********************­

Cynthia Jean January 2020

May it flow through me
and to me....
God's unending circle of love.

****************

Cynthi­a Jean

January 2020

Writing
is the tablet
to
the doorway
to
your heart.

Writing, Child
Words, Child
are My gifts
to you.

They free
your heart
your mind
your soul
your very being.

They enable you to soar.

Fly free
like the wind
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cynthia Jean

January 2020

Seek for

a Holy flowing

from Me.

********

Cynthia Jean

January 2020

Help me to feel needed
useful
appreciated
a sense of belonging,
no longer feeling
disconnected
from everything
and everybody,
that I am
woven in
by You
........
that I am in
the right place
at the right time.

Cynthia Jean

January 2020

Morning

Spring

of the day.

Cynthia Jean

1. 2020

Only God
can compose
my musical score

He paints
my landscape

sketches
my blueprints

and
writes
my story

no detail
is too big
or small
for
Him.

Cynthia Jean
1.13.2020

It's all the smallest
bits and pieces
of life
the conversations
the speaking
and the listening
that are most precious
and worthy
to be
remembered.

Cynthia Jean

1.18.2020

In the silent voice
of the heart

quiet
listen
for the
still
small
voice

He yearns
for
your
longing
to
hear
Him!

Cynthia Jean

1.18.2020

Vintage heavy

are the grapes

and those grapes they are a'wrathing

Cynthia Jean

9. 2019

Every day

I
will
get
right
back
up
.

Cynthia Jean
9. 2019

A page lonely

is life

Without words.

Cynthia Jean

9.13.2019

Flakes drifting
slowly, silently
inexorably.

Cynthia Jean

12.15.18

The understanding
arrives
in many forms

Many conduits
spring open wide

Seeing is wondrous

But the mind
the comprehension

Ah.......

Nothing can compare....

Cynthia Jean

11.30.2018

Love
As a river flows freely
Through you...and to you...

Cynthia Jean

1.18.2020

Give no place


No room  for weeds
dark, toxic thoughts.

Today
I will seek for Light

for only goodness
to grace
the garden
of my mind
.....
Cynthia Jean

1.18.2020

He takes you to the place
of no return
and then
as you step forward
He parts the water.

Cynthia Jean

11.27.2019

Hidden in the ordinary
is me.

The web of my days

the powerful, yet intangible
yearnings
inhabiting the moments
of my life

relentless minutia

the tiles of the mosaic

the brush that paints
my yet unfinished
landscape
.......

Cynthia Jean

1.24.2019

Closer
than a sister
or a brother

Knowing
understanding
empathizing

A certainty
you can count on them
no matter what
you are going through

you are loved
and valued
and would be missed

and you are there for them as well

they cry
and dry
your tears

they feel your pain

steadfast

they are a gift
from God.

Cynthia Jean

3312018
copyright

What nice thing

will you do

for yourself....today?

Cynthia Jean
copyright
February 2018

Certainly
We must have it for our fellowman
But we also
sorely
need compassion
for our greatest critic
.....
ourselves.

Cynthia Jean
copyright
February 2018

Stop!

There is beauty here.

Our hurrying robs us.
We miss so much the loveliness
right here
before our eyes
......
stop here and rest awhile
right now
before this time has past.

Life is fleeting.

Cynthia Jean
copyright
February 2018

Gently drifting
downward

Crystalline flakes
blanket all

in glistening white

in silence
profound.

Cynthia Jean

February 2018

I give you My Love

It flows freely

As did My Blood

to cover your sin

that you might have life

forevermore

.......



Cynthia Jean

February 2018

The thoughts and words
spoken on our best days
become our truth
on our worst days.
What we do in the dark
becomes true
in the light
.....

Cynthia Jean
February 2018

A voice
speaks of roads walked down
paths trodden
in weariness and pain

On these roads
you will meet
comforters and survivors

souls
not judging, but understanding

compassionate
refusing to be overcome
by bitterness

rather
choosing love
choosing to forgive

that is the road
less traveled

the path to healing

and yes
it has made all the difference!

Cynthia Jean
February, 2018

Listening to
a cacophony
of sounds

joyful
symphonies

warm sweet air

late bloomers arriving
others on the bye

bees and butterflies
at home
harmoniously

drifters
faded leaves
wafting
gently

just for a moment
a quiet
stillness

nature smiles

all sweetness
and peace.

Cynthia Jean
2017

Our doggie

needed a home

loves to play

brings her toys

cuddles up

brings such joy

to hurting hearts

a balm to us

fills that place

of pain

for her

for us.

Cynthia Jean 2017

Tears of love

They are not joyful ones

But, I believe

necessary.

They flow

along with my prayers,

for my offspring

some of whom

are

the prodigals.

Cynthia Jean 2017

All the good things
I remembered
They came like a flood.

Cynthia Jean 2017