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"Bedtime Story"
Pastel Drawing by Tami Sausser
Original SOLD |
These are some examples of my art that I have chosen to use for my on-line gift store at Cafepress.com.
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"Reflection"
Pastel Drawing by Tami Sausser
Original Available |
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"Morning Coffee"
Original SOLD
Pencil Drawing by Tami Sausser
1st Place Juried Art Show at Yavapai College |
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"Lavender Blue Sunday"
Pastel Drawing by Tami Sausser
Original SOLD |
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Pick Pocket
Pastel Drawing by Tami Sausser
Original with Frame
FOR SALE
$1000.00 |
http://www.cafepress.com/tami_sausser
WHY NOT?
Today walking down town was like walking towards the beach here in Prescott, Arizona. The high desert moved aside for one day to let the beach come to us! A professional size beach volley ball court with tons of sand along with a local band scheduled to play tonight. I had to smile and wonder, if a beach was brought to our dusty little western town, why not foam! I can just imagine billows of fluffy white foam catching the breeze instead of tumbleweeds. We'd love it ... even it if was just for a day! Bring it on!
A Word from The Bible
David Wilkerson Today
TUESDAY, AUGUST 23, 2011
THE WAY OUT
by David Wilkerson
[May 19, 1931 - April 27, 2011]
Your way was in the sea, Your path in the great waters, and Your footsteps were
not known (Psalm 77:19).
God has promised
To make a way of escape
From temptation—
A way that leads to the sea,
A path into deep waters.
I complained
And my spirit was overwhelmed.
A way of escape?
Into the sea?
Deep and great waters?
I communed with my heart
And made diligent search.
The deep waters surround me;
I swim in a sea of trial.
Has the Lord cast me off?
Does he no longer favor me?
Is his mercy gone forever?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
In anger has he shut me up
In a sea of confusion?
Then I remembered,
Thou leadest thy people like a flock
By the hand of Moses
Into great waters.
The waters saw thee, O God
And they were afraid.
The depths . . . were troubled;
They obeyed
And the waters parted.
I too will walk by faith
Into great waters,
And if I cannot hear your footsteps behind me,
I will walk on.
I will remember
How he divided the sea
And . . . made the waters to stand as a heap.
I will pass through
With them.
THOUGHT FOR THE MONTH
August 17, 2011
"We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give."
BUBBLE THERAPY
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