Abba's Art

Tag: Inspiration

  • Contemplating Life

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    This Great Smoky Mountains ephemeral, after-the-storm panorama marked the close of another day. The scene evoked a juxtaposed, sobering/joyful contemplation of life’s unknown brevity, and breathtaking beauty. As dusk fell, the confident wisdom of a beloved preacher comforted my thoughts: “What is your life? You are but a mist that appears for a little while…

  • Sunrise/Sunset

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    Fred D
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    Science attributes a sunset’s red and pink hues to 2 factors: The distance sunlight has to travel. The amount of atmospheric particles the sun’s light must travel through. During sunrise and sunset the sun’s rays must pass through up to 40 percent more atmospheric area with a greater number of gas, water droplet, dust, and…

  • Great Smoky Mountains Sunrise

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    Fred D
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    Three rugged timbers on a hillside at sunrise, reminiscent of a Sonrise 2,000 years ago that forever vanquished death and sealed my salvation. “Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death. is your sting?” I Corinthians 15:55 Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

  • Three Final Choices

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    Fred D
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    Hiking through the Great Smoky Mountains I wandered upon an old cemetery. Treading in a hush of reverent silence, I carefully meandered among the grave-sites reading tombstone inscriptions. Three thoughts surfaced . . . no pun intended 😊 The uncertainty and brevity of life – several tombstones marked the graves of infants, who left and…

  • Glimpsing Eternity

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    Fred D
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    Sitting in my Abba’s lap at sunset atop Clingmans Dome, 6,643 ft. up in the Great Smoky Mountains, my soul glimpsed eternity. I M Blessed . . . May U B 2 “Splendor and majesty are before Him; strength and joy are in His dwelling place.” Psalm 93:1 Keep Looking Up . . . His…

  • Happy Easter

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    Fred D
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    “We are drawn to children, saints and poets because they see things we have forgotten to see.” John Ortberg A child’s simple trusting faith, unencumbered by adult interpretation, Jeremy’s Egg is a story I’ve shared at Easter for the past few years. Poignantly portraying Easter’s meaning in way few sermons have, may it bless you…

  • Good Friday

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    Fred D
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    Today is Good Friday, and the church marquee reads, “When He was on the cross, you were on His mind”. I’ll never comprehend how Divinity’s infinite love willing chose to pursue my sullied mortality to an excruciating death on a cross. I can only accept it and forever praise Him for it. At breakfast with…

  • Soul Restoration

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    Fred D
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    My Creator placed a lone Mallard, on waters tinged gold in the sunset, to restore my soul tonight. “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me besides the still waters. He restoreth my soul.” – Psalm 23:1-3 I M Blessed . .…

  • Water Sports – Then and Now

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    Fred D
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    In Yester-Years water sports consisted of high energy, adrenaline charged high-diving, water-skiing, scuba-diving, etc. In Latter-Years water sports have gradually consolidated into a more relaxed, less strenuous venue of tranquil water-watching. Here’s a couple pics of how it’s done by a couple of ‘ole’ folks The good news . . . while I’m older today…

  • Sunset Promise

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    Fred D
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    Life’s storms are inevitable. Watching our Creator brush His sunset masterpiece across the heavens nurtured the thought . . . magnificent sunsets are cast on cloudy skies. Ralph Waldo Emerson’s poetic words sealed my peace . . . “Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn.” “The heavens declare the glory of God; and…