There is magic in mornings like this. The house is still and quiet as I walk barefooted on the old wooden floors to the porch that surrounds this Texas ranch house. The sky right before sunrise is misty, and filled with pastel-colored light. Soft purples and blues can be seen in the distant hills, which have lost all detail as they stand silhouetted against the pink and yellow sky. Moments later, the top of the mountain is a glowing yellow, and gradually, the entire mountain is engulfed in light. I love the moment where the light meets the shadow and the tip of the mountain glows, creating a middle color between the bright sky and the dark shadow. To me, as a painter, it’s one of the hardest things to capture, but so pleasing when I get it right.
Dreams and Ideas
Though I cannot tell you the cause exactly, vivid dreams have been filling my head since the week of Christmas to today. Each day I awaken energized with new ideas, new concepts, and new ways to change the world … or at least my little world. I’m recalling experiences with others that never occurred, and recognizing the people in my dreams. And when I awaken, I have a sense of clarity, a new hope, so much so that I’m more enthusiastic about my days than I can remember. There is no better feeling.
Nothing has changed in my diet or my regimen of vitamins and supplements, though I suspect my recent increased level of exercise has something to do with it. I had been going to the gym daily, five days a week, but that stopped with COVID quarantines. As I gained my “COVID 10,” it was clear I needed to take action, but unfortunately, a gym environment wasn’t making me feel secure. So I splurged for a machine, which so far is getting almost daily use. I’m hopeful it won’t become a coat rack like others in the past.
Though I believe the exercise contributes, I think it’s the peace of mind that everything is going to be OK. In spite of the turmoil, the news, the insanity of 2020 and all that has come with it — including a clear understanding that no one source can be relied upon for accurate information, and that will create confusion — it ultimately comes down to one thing. God is in control. There is that old saying, “Let go and let God.” I think I finally got there. There is something very freeing about letting go and holding perfect balance.
A Clean Slate
After a couple of days of celebration, the whiteboard of 2020 has been wiped clean. Standing before us is an empty slate, and we have the gift of a new year, knowing that we get to start over. I’m going to draw a big smiley face on the board, based on my expectations.
As a child of the ’60s, I can remember when the smiley face came out. It was everywhere — on stickers, on patches, on black light posters with psychedelic fluorescent colors. I wore an old army jacket with a giant smiley face patch on the back, about the size of a dinner plate. Unlike so many of my friends who were protesting everything, like the Vietnam War and other social issues (which I too felt were problems, though I think I was too young to understand just how much), I was making a statement, and it was, “Don’t worry, be happy.”
Like most, I’ve had moments in my life where things seemed pretty overwhelming —
moments of depression over lost loves, lost businesses, and sad situations. Yet that patch on my back has always been there, long after the old army jacket was lost. And this idea of trusting that everything is going to be OK, that there is a silver lining to all those dark clouds, and of seeking the good in the midst of all evil has worked. It’s like the line from some past presidential speech about the shining city on a hill. Darkness may be consuming, but as long as there is a light of hope, that light will always prevail.
I’ve spent a good bit of my life being criticized for that patch on my back. And it’s hard to explain why hope prevails in certain dire situations when others are hurting. But I know we all need the hope that that light, that smiley face, will return.
Maybe I’m a little too glib for some. Frankly, it just makes some people mad. There are people who, like me, have decided to wear a patch on their back, but instead of seeking light, they are seeking darkness. I don’t think it’s intentional; it just happens to them. Or so they would say.
If I’ve learned anything in life, it’s that we have a choice on the processing we use, the filter through which we look. You and I cannot control the horrific things that get laid upon our shoulders, often so heavy a burden that it feels like it’s going to crush us. I’ve had so many of those moments when I felt there was no way out, and many times it consumed me. Yet I would always somehow find that one tiny spot of light, and soon it would get bigger and bigger. I think the difference is that I’m looking for it.
A Mentor Walking with You
I read something in a book called Jesus Calling, which is a daily devotional Laurie reads out loud most mornings. It says that problems are there to teach us important lessons, like a mentor who walks side by side with us through life. And that as soon as we stop looking at problems as problems and look at them as lessons, that mentor can walk peacefully with us through our lives, and those problems won’t drag us down.
Knowing that problems are lessons we can embrace somehow makes them easier to bear. And when I’m looking through problems, I’m seeking the light. What am I supposed to learn from this?
This all boils down to the lens, the filter, the attitude we select. You can reach up to the shelf and grab a dark filter or a light filter.
Which will you choose for 2021?
We are a country that has been divided. There are those who are wondering why we’re having the outcomes we’re having. Why would God let this happen? Why can’t I get my way? I wonder the same things, and often allow myself to get worked up and manipulated by the news. But once I let go, understand that there is a reason I may not understand, and seek the light, I am given peace to trust the plan.
What about you? Can you trust the plan?
What is the symbol you’ll wear on your jacket? You have a choice.
PS: I don’t ask much, but there is someone in your life who needs to read this. Pass it on.
Briefly, I want to tell you something that made a change in my heart. A brief story. I was a pretty hard-driving business guy, pushing for meaning through my business, trying hard to make money. But, for some reason I cannot explain, it never was a suit that fully fit. Something was missing.
When I was about 39, I wandered into an art store while waiting for my wife to complete an appointment. Remembering fun at the table with my mom growing up, painting side by side, I walked out with a bag of art supplies and a little tabletop easel.
I came home and set up a studio in a little space at the very top of the stairs, and I tried to copy photographs. But it was not going well. I could not get the globby paint to perform, and I was unable to make what was in my head show up on the canvas. I tried for weeks, but nothing was working. So I did what any self-respecting person does when they hit the wall of frustration in art.
I told myself I did not have any talent. And I gave up. I put everything in a box in the closet and resigned myself to the fact that I did not get the gene for painting.
Soon thereafter, on my 40th, Laurie bought me an art lesson at the Armory in West Palm Beach. I showed up all enthusiastic, but when I got in the class, the instructor told me to express myself and throw the paint on the canvas. My heart wasn’t in it, so I told him I wanted to learn how to paint real things, like flowers or a bottle, a face, or people (I didn’t even know the terms for still life or portrait).
He discouraged me, saying, “No one does that anymore. That’s old school.”
Heartbroken, I tried to like what he was teaching, but after three Saturdays, I gave up again.
Soon after, I was in Miami visiting a friend. We had been to lunch in his car. He dropped me at my own car and took off. When I reached in my pocket for my keys, I realized they had fallen out in his car. I couldn’t reach him, and I didn’t think to call a locksmith, so I called a cab. This turned out to be the cab ride that changed my life forever.
With an hour and a half drive, I struck up a conversation with the driver, who turned out to be an artist supplementing his income. I told him my story, and he told me about a fellow in West Palm Beach, at the same art center, who taught classical painting. He was in the lineage of the Old Masters (he’d studied with people who studied with people, all the way back to the masters).
It took me a year to get up the courage to visit, because I had that thought rattling around in my head: that I lacked talent.
The day I arrived, I sat in the car in the parking lot for a while. I got in and out of the car. Should I go in or not? My palms were sweating. But finally, I went in.
As I entered, I could see several people painting, and their paintings, all copies of Old Masters, were way beyond anything I could see myself doing. So I did an about face and started to leave.
Thankfully this little man, Jack Jackson, called me back and asked if he could help me. Little did I know he was an angel sent from God to change my life that day.
I told him my story, and he told me I could do it, no talent required, because he taught a system. “If you can type,” he said, “you can do this.” It didn’t even require drawing skill (though it’s a good idea to learn it, he said).
He said to give him 18 months and I could be doing work like the paintings I saw. Then he pulled me in and gave me a small project that taught me something right away. I worked on that project for a couple of hours while listening to him with the others. Then I came back again and again, and soon, I was painting at the level of the others. It did not even take 18 months.
One day, after a year or more, I was on a business trip and visited the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco, a museum at the top of the hill by the Golden Gate Bridge. It’s where I saw my first Bouguereau painting. I stood in front of it and could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. It was the first time I teared up over a painting, but it was because the artist had accomplished such mastery. I teared up because I now understood what he must have gone through to reach such a high level. I can remember seeing the veins under the skin, strands of hair, and toenails that looked perfectly real.
At that moment I declared that I was going to spend the rest of my life in art.
I did not know what I was going to do, or how, but it was because of Jack Jackson and how he opened my eyes.
That was over 20 years ago. Since then I’ve been driven to help others who, just like me, believed they could not do it because they had self-doubt and the belief that talent was required.
A couple of years ago I set a goal of teaching a million people to paint. My belief is that learning art changes your heart. I thought this would be the best way I could make an impact on the world. There are not many unhappy painters. And though there is constant frustration because we all want faster growth to the next level, we’re having fun and growing while doing it.
Since that “Bouguereau moment,” my life has been mostly devoted to art. We’ve reached a lot of people, taught tens of thousands of people to paint, and given encouragement to thousands more.
I want you to know I believe in you, and I believe you can do it, even though you don’t believe you can. I guarantee you can become an artist who is accomplished enough to be happy with your artwork.
I know this is hard for you to believe. I was that way, the guy who could not draw a stick figure. Yet today, I’m in three galleries. Am I the best painter in the world? Far from it. But I’m living a dream, and you can too. It can be a dream of painting for pleasure, or taking it further to income. We teach it all.
Where do you start?
I’d start at PaintByNote.com. I decided that painting is like music. If you can learn a few music notes, you can play “Mary Had a Little Lamb” or “Chopsticks.” Then, those same notes eventually lead you to Beethoven. A few simple notes, ranging from black to white, can teach you. It’s the system my mentor taught me, and it will help you learn painting foundations before you ever try color. And if you follow it, you can do it without learning to draw (which you eventually will want to do). There is a guidebook with free lessons in it, and if you want, there are some other things you could buy, but you don’t need to.
The key to learning is just jumping in and putting your negative filters aside.
Next I want to tell you we have a watercolor event online later this month. Already over 1,300 people from around the world are coming. It’s inexpensive and has the world’s best watercolor artists teaching, and we even have a Beginner’s Day you can attend without registering for the whole thing. WatercolorLive.com
We do so much, I can’t list it all here, but it’s all available at StreamlinePublishing.com/Everything.
You can do this. You can make a resolution that you’ll give it a year. It could be the best, most satisfying thing you’ve ever done.
Well Eric I’ve been in art since I was a little guy many years ago with 45 years as a sign painter and the past years as a fine artist working with all water mediums but mainly trans. watercolor painting mostly landscapes. I have been to an few workshops but I received most of my training at the Pro-Art workshops in Mont. with their guest artist each year. I was lucky to be able to study with some of the top artists in the country including John Salminen who I see will be one of the instructors in Watercolor Live. I’m looking forward to the w/s so I just thought I’d drop you a line.
Wow, you never fail to inspire me toward new goals. The light is so important in a time of darkness; this can be during a bad day of painting or listening to the news. We need persons like you that encourage the world to see the light and in your case to express that light in our art. THANK you and your wife for caring enough to share the light that has made your journey through life brighter.
Like you, I am holding on to being positive during this pandemic. I’m retired so don’t have the worry of where my next meal is coming from or how to pay for shelter. I am staying home most of the time which is not too confining since I live in the country and only have to step out the door to see nature’s beauty.
I came across the poem below and felt a need to pass it on. It is written by 14-year-old Jason Lehman, in 1985. He sent it to Dear Abby.
“It was spring, But it was summer I wanted. The warm days, And the great outdoors, It was summer, But it was Fall I wanted, The beautiful snow, And the joy of the holiday season. It was winter, But it was spring I wanted. The warmth, And the blossoming of nature. I was a child, But it was adulthood I wanted, The freedom, And the respect. I was middle-aged, But it was 20 I wanted, The youth, And the free spirit. I was retired, But it was middle-age I wanted, The presence of mind, Without limitations. My life was over. But I never got what I wanted.”
Thanks Eric- great Sunday Coffee …. hope you and your family are well and safe. I’m looking forward to Watercolor Live …. and really appreciate everything you do and say.
HELLO, I JUST SCIM READ YOUR STORY. YOU WRITE SO WELL, I WILL GO BACK AND REREAD IT.
I AM A RETIRED ARTIST .
LIKE YOU I HEARD SUCH COMMENTS FROM MY STUDENTS WHO HAD BEEN TOLD JUST DO YOUR OWN THING.
WELL, I AM SELF TAUGHT AND I GIVE GOD ALL THE GLORY FOR HE IS THE ONE WHO GAVE ME THE GIFT.
MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT OIL PAINTING STARTED WITH ONE OF THOSE $1.00 BOOKS THAT I GOT AT A ART SUPPLY STORE. I DID MY FIRST PAINTING USING RED, BLUE AND YELLOW AND WHIT. FROM THAT HOW TO BOOK I LEARNED THE ART OF MIXING COLORS.
SINCE I HAD BEEN DOING PENCIL FOR SEVERAL YEARS PORTRAITS WERE MY NEXT PAINTING PROJECTS…
LATER I TAUGHT LANDSCAPE THRU THE LOCAL COMMUNITY COLLEGE.
I MUST TELL YOU THAT I ALWAYS PRAYE BEFOR A PROJECT AND BEFORE I TAUGHT A CLASS.
I AM SO BLESSED TO HAVE OUR LORD FOR MY TEACHER.
THE BEAUTIFUL PAINTING. I USED TO TAKE THE TRAIN TO CHICAGO AND A TAXI TO THE ART MUSEUM. IT WAS WONDERFUL TO GO BY MYSELF
AND JUST ABSORB THE WONDERFUL WORKS . I LEARNED A VERY VALUABLE THING ALSO . I OBSERVED ONE VERY LARGE PAINTING . REMBRANT I BELIEVE. I COULD SEE HIS GRAPH MARKS THRU THE PAINTING WHERE HE HAD ENLARGED FROM A SMALLER WORK TO DO THIS HUGE WORK. . I WAS SO BLESSED AND THEN LATER I USED THE TECHNIQUE ON LARGE PIECES I HAD TO DO. I AM i had to obey her .
CONSTANTLY AMAZED AT HOW GOD HELPED ME . WHEN I WAS 17 MY MOTHER MADE ME QUIT SCHOOL. AND GET MARRIED ( she had some mental problems) ANY WAY AS TIME WENT BY I HAD A FAMILY BUT GOD GAVE ME THE THINGS I COUL DO WELL BECAUSE OF THE SPECIAL ABILITIES HE HAD GIVEN ME. I BECAME A DRAFTSMAN AND DID MANY OTHER TYPES OF ART BECAUSE OF THESE GOD GIVEN GIFTS.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. .. I AM NOW 88 YRS OLD . A WIDOW AND HANGING IN THERE WITH GODS HELP. JESUS HAS MIRACULOUSLY ANSWERED MANY PRAYRS AN SOME I AM LEARNING TO JUST WAIT FOR HIS TIMING
SINCEREL, ELIZABETH MORRIS (BETTY)
SOME MENTAL PROBLEMS )
Thank you Eric for sharing your experiences that led up to finally finding a teacher who told you that you could learn the process. I have finally found an artist who is teaching me the process of drawing and now oil painting.
I hope to meet you one day. Maybe the Denver Plein air convention in May. Thank you!!!
Thanks, Eric. I was given a copy of Jesus Calling about 8 years ago and read it every morning…it has helped me so much in my artwork and life, just calming down and enjoying a beautiful sunrise or set or the woods and all of my beautiful world. Makes me want to share it with the everyone… Thanks again! Jan Lovering/Thompson
After 50 plus years of experience, I too find that keeping focused on God and what He wants me to do, instead of focusing on the problems, sure makes my outlook positive. And why not, with God nothing is impossible, absolutely nothing! I thank you for all your hard work and keeping God the priority in your life this difficult year. He is really using you.
Thank you for sharing so much. I too read ‘Jesus Calling’. gets me through physical disability and this last year. I so enjoy streamline art, learning from so many experienced artist. Being out here in the boonies (Williamson, Az.) and having trouble painting again. Arthritis has fused my wrist so another painting challenge. Simply annoying – will have to adjust lol. Thank you again
Another lovely post…thanks Eric:) I taught art 30 years and have always been a student as well. Of course your streamline daily have been so remarkable !Your words struck a chord for sure. Love the Jesus calling book too:)
So enjoyed reading your Sunday Coffee comments this morning, so inspiring ! You are certainly an encouragement to me! I also read the devotions every morning in the book “Jesus calling”. I have been painting for quite some time but haven’t had much formal education. I am 82 yrs young now and a widow for 30 years. I have been trying to build up my art business To supplement my income by selling more of my paintings and Giclee prints! I live in a small community and am praying for a way to make more sales this year by getting my work out to more of the public.
I Have been so blessed to find you on facebook and watch your daily artists giving of their time to share their talents! Thank You!
I spend most of my time caring for a relatively poor rural population as a family physician. Painting has become a lifeline as COVID burns through my community and takes a toll among the nurses and colleagues I work with. I garb up in full protective gear almost every day caring for patients. My greatest fear has been bringing the infection home to my wife of 40 years. Art is what keeps me sane in these very grim times.
Your message of optimism will surely resonate with those of us who are relatively fortunate in life, the affluent folks who are consumers of Plein Air Magazine and instructional videos. I can appreciate the positive intention. But it would seem tone deaf at best and a cruel joke at worst to all the working class folks I care for who have been financially ruined by the pandemic. My maternal grandfather was a pediatrician whose five older brothers worked on the railroad to put him through college and medical school because he was “the smart one”. As my father dryly noted, “It was easy for *him* to see the hand of God in his life”. Not so much for folks rendered destitute by the pandemic through no fault of their own. Just sayin.
I certainly share your sense of optimism regarding the *process* of becoming accomplished at creating art. It’s a learned skill like any other, and anyone willing to devote the time and effort to it can become reasonably skilled within a few years. It has brought a lot of joy to my life.
Eric…I thought there was always a forward on your site????
Eric…thank you again this lovely Sunday in sharing your open and real oast experiences. I share every week in hopes they will pass it on to their friends. Fondly Peggy
Thank you for sharing such deep and personal feelings and thoughts. You are an inspiration, and your encouraging words are heartfelt. A beautiful way to start Sunday and the week ahead.
Hello Eric…thank you so much for your Sunday a.m. coffee letters. Today’s letter really resonated with me. 2020 was a difficult year for many of us regardless of age and profession. As an older working artist, it sure was difficult to watch exhibition after exhibition close down and suffer the complete loss of possible art sales. For several months of this year, depression took over my life, and I became more uptight and angry over the loss of freedoms due to what I believed to be mostly manufactured reasons by politicians/higher ups to benefit themselves. Personal turmoil caused me to quit painting/drawing. Life felt completely hopeless…purposeless…in spite of the fact that I consider myself a fairly strong Christian. Then I happened to stumble upon your daily Streamline Art Videos. My Gosh! What a life saver your presentations ended up to be. I was experiencing hope again and reached the ‘let go, let God’ level of understanding which led me back into the studio.
Your writing is a powerful energy! Deeply felt, and deeply shared. For that, I thank you!
My 45 year art journey has given me both great acceptance and support, and now hoping that the lack of its success, is part of where God wants me to be! Sometimes feel I have fallen thru the cracks!! But I continue to share with others, all that I know, thru my website, and fb shares. I do believe we are HERE to help one another on our journeys to discovery!
Have been working with a young neighbor who is just beginning his adventure in painting and your story reminds me of his trepidation as well as enthusiasim. Which will win out? He just sold his first painting for 1000 which is more than he made in a month at work. In response i supplied him some canvases and a plien-aire prochade box that i had sitting unused in the studio along with several other easels [tend to collect stuff like that over 45 years of painting professionally] and gave him some suggestions for the next steps to refining his expression. I had long forgotten the thrill of selling your first painting or creating your first piece of satisfying art .
your articles are always interesting.
I am tempted to try this to make my 81st year have focus on fun. I enjoyed painting and classes more than anything but playing in the dirt. That is about over for me. I have bought several dvd and don’t watch them. so I hesitate to spend another dime. I suspect that it was group therapy that meant so much to me. I still read about painting every day. Thanks for encouraging words.
I’ve been receiving your emails For some time, but have put off-reading then until Today.
Wow, thank you!
You spoke right to my heart. Thanks for your unashamed faith in Jesus.
I will look forward to your future letters.
Your YouTube videos have been a welcomed relief in 2020.
I love and look forward to your Sunday Coffee Emails!
I would like to thank you for giving back to the art community. You inspire me to work diligently to become a better watercolor painter. I listen to your podcasts and watch Streamline. Thank you for so freely sharing your insight.
I just read your morning “Coffee”.
Amen to everything.
Moosewalk Studios and Gallery
Warren, VT 05674
You have reminded me to hope for the future. Thank you
Look for the light!!
Thank you Eric🙏
This world needs light. Something positive. My prayers are for every single human being to feel a spark of light and love . Like you I want everyone to live a creative abundantly joy filled life. Sending light to the dark places in people’s hearts and minds to lift them up and inspire them to experience good in the world. Hope it helps because the decline in moral values is something that must change. This year I’m re doing my Peace School book for youth. Posting a lesson a day on my Facebook page for parents, grandparents, teachers, friends and family members to teach (show) others a way towards peaceful living.
Sending light and love to you all. Stay safe. Stay well.
May The Force Be With You.
I’ve contacted you before. I grew up in Ft. Wayne Indiana, vacationed at Lake Wawasee. Also lived in California for years. I am very spiritual like you and read Jesus Calling every day! So love that inspirational guide. Really enjoy all your podcasts and painting webinars on You tube/Facebook. Oh and I live in Richmond Va and have visited Lazare Gallery and chatted with your friends about Russia several times.
Thank you Eric this post this morning was amazing it was brought tears to my eyes I’ve been painting since I’ve been about 13 years old just need to put more time into it and hopefully this year I’ll be able to make some workshops when we get all together again have a blessed week.
One of my favorite expressions is “Crisis is opportunity riding the wind.” That’s what 2020 felt like. The year was full of crisis, which had it very windy but offered many opportunities. I’m looking forward to Watercolor Live.
Thank you! For this post and sharing your life with all of us. Listen to Matt Chandler, The Village Church….sermon before Christmas on Joy. I think you will find it worth your while!
Thanks for the wonderful encouragement of life, love and TrueJoy you share with us every Sunday morning.
Your live daily presentations you have been sharing since the begining of Covid have helped me get my art business off the ground in a year you would not even expect good things could happen! I now for the first time have a webpage, brightangelcreations.com and although no sales have been generated from it yet I am having the best year of sales that I have had for many years. Your encouragement to work hard and keep my head in the right place has been what I need to press forward and reach upward for the goals that God places before me.
I took a big step of faith and signed up for your Russian Trip this year. I don’t know where the funds to pay for it are coming from but know I can make this happen.
Thanks for what you give to each of us and hopefully in some small way we can give back to you!
Mary Lois Brown
Another great piece Eric! Thanks again for sharing your thoughts, insights, and dreams! It makes a difference, whether you see it or not. Cheers!
Thank you for this – I seem to have come to a similar place – one thing to share, regarding the Dreams & Ideas
I have been having dreams and ideas and I have been trying to record them upon waking in what I call my Blessing Book
I don’t know why I am getting them, but I thank God and write them down, sometimes they are an idea for a new lesson or sometimes
something I need to hear or later learn that I needed to have to share with another. Anyway, the blessing book – maybe you too should try and record this season of abundant dreams and ideas, as we can’t possible remember them all, so catch them while you can!
thanks for the words of encouragement. Many Blessings to you and yours in the the new year! Kim Gates Flick
I love your Sunday morning emails so much. Today’s was exactly what I needed to hear. I am newly divorced after20 years of marriage. I can’t help my alcoholic, pot smoking ex and he is drinking himself into homelessness. I have read & re-read this Sunday morning email which has helped me so much. I oil painted years ago and have gotten my paints out and going to concentrate on them & hopefully clear my mind that I can’t help him and refuse to be drug into his messes.
Thank you so, so much. I post a positive quote on Facebook everyday to start my day but lately have been struggling. You’ve helped me renew that spark to paint & survive.
I look forward to Sunday mornings with you, Eric. Coffee in one hand, hopes in the other, I try to believe that I can make
the pictures in my head come out on canvas. The pandemic gave me time to learn and I thank God I found your videos right away. I have bought 3 or 4 and have learned something from each of them. What I really need at this point is your mentor in Florida. I need a weekly lesson, encouragement, and inspiration.
Maybe when the world opens back up.
All the best to you and Laurie in 2021😁
Thank you for this encouraging article! It reminds me of a sign in the office of the person for whom I once worked: “Attitude is everything. Pick a good one.” Thank you very much for everything you are doing for all of us during this pandemic.
Wow! Not only are you an artist, but first and foremost a man of God. Your words today are profound for me. This is my renaissance…2021. I read your article and am overcome with emotion. Thank you and maybe we will meet one day over art. Blessings and peace, Eric.
I loved your story- so inspiring. Trusting in God and making the choices to have that positive outlook is so important. I paint in a realistic style and on my business cards I have “Inspired by God’s creations”. I recently went into a coffee shop asking for a show and when he read my business card he said “ If you can be so bold as to put that on your card you can diffidently have a show”. Stepping out in faith that we are not walking alone. Thank you for your beautiful story and being bold enough to credit God.
Thanks, Eric. I always subscribe to the “glass half full” theory. And, I love teaching and for the reasons you mention above. It is a happy place, and if I can help someone find a little joy in creating whatever they have a vision for, we are all happy. Thanks for your Sunday Coffee. I look forward to reading what you have to say.
Thank you for sharing your story this morning. Love your Sunday posts. I live in British Columbia in the sunny okanagan valley in a little place called Keremeos on a cattle ranch. My husband passed away two years this February. Any spiritual readings mean so much more to me now. Life is fragile so I treasure everyday. I started painting two years ago and I love it. I took a course from a local impressionist artist Bonny Roberts! Lovely lady who has become a good friend! Keep on posting your Sunday posts ! Really enjoy them👏
Thank you! I have always had the “fear of failure” attitude. I needed a push.
Excellent witnessing today of God’s sovereignty… “Lean not on your own understanding, but trust in God with all your heart.” It’s all about how we respond to the hand we are dealt.
Also so true about working hard, persevering, and the right instruction is what improves whatever you want and try to do. “Talent” only gets you so far.
Enjoyed your article today.
Your article today touched a nerve and my heart. I have tears in my eyes as I write this because you have made me see the possibilities ahead not the obstacles. I have been through a really tough 3 months with a broken back, I live on my own and have found it nearly impossible to cope, nearly impossible but I have started to come through the black days and reading this today has rekindled my enthusiasm for my art and life itself despite: covid restrictions which are sever here in the UK; despite my current disability and despite the nagging voice in my he4ad saying I am not good enough or able to do anything. God is there and there is a small light at the end of my tunnel and perhaps I can see a way through, I have the start of hope once more. Thank you Eric