A Weary Illusion

water color by Candace Huffmaster

The past is a weary illusion

The future is a colorful delusion

And each second passes as mysteriously as the wind.

It is dark until light

Things are calm till there’s chaos

And running from life’s storms is quiet vain.

When we stand, we still move

When we lie down, there’s no rest

Even in sleep we exhaust our own thoughts.

If we did not make our self

And we cannot withhold death

How in this world can we ever escape fear?

There is peace, this I know

And I am not afraid to have hope

Nor to believe there is something more to life.

For if now is all I am

Then my life is nearing end

And there is little in the now that can uphold more.

But if yesterday’s still alive

And tomorrow already formed

Then these moments will continue on and so will I.

Though I age, I've always been

Though I die, I still remain

It is then that I will see and fully comprehend.

For if I knew now what was to be

Why in the world would I have peace

For my soul would want to obtain the finer form.

So for now I’ll enjoy my life

And I will live to fulfill my time

And in time, my time will merge with all history.

But then once your days complete

You too will pass through space

And emerge as the highest creature you’re designed to be

So believe beyond this day

Care about the things that you don’t see

And believe in Providence ~ the Sovereign Deity.

Candace Huffmaster © 2014

Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc™

Near and Dear

So all of us who have had that veil removed can see and reflect the glory of the Lord. And the Lord--who is the Spirit--makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image.

NLT 2 Corinthians 3:18

Through the eyes of my window

The magnificent view I see

All life through my Savior

It now about Him, not me

He's gracious each morning

His mercy I hold dear

My lips praise Him joyously

No matter what the day brings

See what He tells you....

His deep secrets are truth...

With no veil before us

We catch pieces as we view

Thou vast lands sprawl before us

With rugged terrain and debris

Do not fear the heights of mountains

Clearly see the steps and proceed

To Him these are not obstacles

His hand firmly planted the seeds
His breath can blow objects over

His tears can flood all things

They wash away all matter

And his anger can burn nations down

His life will raise what's glorious

And then all things will bow down

I know I'm small and insignificant

But in His eyes I'm near and dear

My God, How I really adore you

I'm so proud to be called your own

Though some cannot seem to find you

and others can't hear what I do

I know that you're real and present

For your hand alone changed my form

That is my proof and your burden....

What then is left for me to defend?

For you alone are MY defender

And I'm proud to call Jesus my own

~ Candace Huffmaster

Think on these things ladies (and men ;) and we will be digging through God's word to see what HE sees.

Till we meet again ~

Kisses,

Candace

©Candace Huffmaster 2013, All Rights Reserved

Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc™

Auld Lange Syne by Robert Burns

Auld Lange Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to min’?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o’ lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

II.
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu’t the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot,
Sin’ auld lang syne.

III.
We twa hae paidl’t i’ the burn,
Frae mornin’ sun till dine:
But seas between us braid hae roar’d,
Sin’ auld lang syne.

IV.
And here’s a hand, my trusty fiere,
And gie’s a hand o’ thine;
And we’ll take a right guid willie-waught,
For auld lang syne.

V.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I’ll be mine;
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

This is What I See

Art is an experience
That's yet to be seen
A creation within a creator
.....the emotions holding on
The sounds....the smells.....
How it will feel................

The mind may experience……
But the physical still longs
To merge with the spirit
To fill out its flesh
To escape the thought of creation
To embrace its Zoe life
To breathe among the living
To exhale and bring delight

 A real life…not a memory
Now others eyes may see
The God who is the image
And we, His vision in 3D

 Create ….you’re not an image
Join the pixels, give them shape
Shine the lights upon them
Give them music, let them form
See the body moving.....
Smell the fragrance...Hear the praise
All for the Love of our Father
Who created so much to give

No artist has my fullness
You each have…..must give away
In freedom to what is lacking
That’s where what I see is made
There is liberty where I am standing
Come outside …see something great!
Too large for walls to contain me
Too magnificent for one man’ praise
Too much for one person to accomplish
Too wonderful for any man to miss

That’s what I see…..do your eyes perceive?

 

©Candace Huffmaster 2012, All Copy Rights Reserved
Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc®

The Houses We Build

We were speaking in group today about our moments and how they are fleeting.  We know that reality is a split second and we discussed the things we build.  Lastly we spoke of the house with many rooms which God has built for us.  I will be sending the overview of group in a bit, but I promised each of you I would send this  - and I am faithful to my word as far as it depends on me ;)

My love to each of you - when you have done all to stand....stand, give God something to find when He shows up to bring His best to you.
Kisses,
Candace

 

BUILDINGS OF TODAY


If it is My word, it will be through all known time
No doubt shall change what is; what is known is what shall be
Faith is found by understanding; knowledge comes and will pass away
Those who are My children, stand sure on My firm ground

Reality's within this moment; not the moments fading away
All yesterdays built tomorrow; the today which fades away
What man perceives My reality, even claims to understand
Within minds which I created, given limits of what I Am
Wisdom is not among those, who lavish on themselves
Who squander and belittle the majesty of My will
In My mind all things are possible, through Me all things complete
By this all things are accomplished; unto them all things will be

©Candace Huffmaster 2006, All Copy Rights Reserved

Foresight

Oil Painting

Candace Huffmaster

Foresight

Since ancient times no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for him. Isaiah 64:4

Some days seem long. Even longer are the days we are waiting for things to change. During such times God’s faithfulness has always encouraged me.  As I would sit with Him, read, relate and pray, He would give me strength.  Time and again, He walked me through circumstances proving that I did not need to pray for things or people to be different to be at peace. His largest concern was that I accept his gifts and believe I needed Him more than anything I could hear, see, touch or smell, in order to could keep my peace.

Without some of those, seemingly, immovable obstacles I would not have experienced the depths of His faithfulness.  Without those deep experiences, I would not have had the stamina to rise above the challenges.  Through these challenges my eyesight expanded, and I received insight.  As my vision corrected my perceptions of situations and people were no longer distorted by fear, but perfected in love. 

I’m sure there are obstacles down my road.  But, in Him I trust I will see these object as they are, opportunities: to see better, view greater expanses and envision new things which alone would be beyond my comprehension.  

©Candace Huffmaster, 2012 All Rights Reserved

Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc.™

Opportunity is God's Divine Design

Watercolor Title: Opportunity
By: Candace Huffmaster

Hebrews 11: 14, 15    Those who say such things make it clear that they are looking for their own country.  If they had been thinking about the country that they had left, they could have found a way to go back.

God created all things: He perceived, He conceived and believed; He establishes their goodness and set them in place.  He opened up all time with opportunities and allows us to choose which we’ll take. 

In the beginning, God set Adam in place giving him the opportunity to live or die.  We are told to choose who we will follow and He lovingly asks us to choose to live.  Only man is involved with taking hold of these opportunities.  Man then chooses a spiritual ally to propel it into reality; either spirit is willing to receive this opportunity in order that it may live in the space of your moments.  Which will you merge with?

Think about this: Sin is crouching, we are told, waiting to seize the opportunity to live in us.  When we live in sin, it is no longer God’s divine design living but Satan’s distortion in its place.  When we die with Christ to sin, the Holy Spirit is resurrecting God divine designs for our life.

Today, in each moment, I pray that we seize His opportunities and merge with the power of His truth.  Plant His eternal words within and around us, not letting evil conquer us, but conquering evil with His Goodness!

©Candace Huffmaster 2012, All Copyrights Reserved

Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc™

Broken.....Beyond Repair

As I was prayerfully considering a second piece for the upcoming exhibit, Divine Design, the same thought kept running circles in my mind:  God alone creates on a level of divinity......We are His precious designs, each of us! And every single one of us are broken.....beyond repair without Him!  But then it started minimizing to broken beyond repair....broken beyond repair...broken beyond repair. 

Then all of a sudden, it hit me; "NO we're NOT!"  Yes, we are earthen vessels - pressed on all side but NOT crushed, as it states in 2 Corinthians.  And YES, we do fall and when we fall we will get broken. However,  the stone we fall upon will not fall upon us as to crush us.  This is what Luke 20:18 states: 

"Everyone who falls on that stone will be broken. If that stone falls on anyone, it will crush that person."

It is terribly hard, with all eyes focused on our missteps seemingly waiting to push us the rest of the way down, or trip us while we're unstable.  In those moments I can relate to the psalmist who wrote: But as for me, my feet came close to stumbling; my steps had almost slipped........in Psalms 73:2.  But even if I do trip, I remember Isaiah 41:10:

Don't be afraid, because I am with you. Don't be intimidated; I am your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will support you with my victorious right hand.

And if God be for us who can take away our peace?  What shadow is greater than His light?  What arm is stronger or reaches deeper and farther than His?  He also promised us that no one will snatch us from His mighty hand, and Christ promised that He did not loose one of us. 

But mostly, as I was thanking God for all this I remembered Isaiah 61:1 and Luke 4: 18,19 where Jesus quotes Isaiah:

 The Spirit of the Almighty LORD is with me because the LORD has anointed me to deliver good news to humble people. He has sent me to heal those who are brokenhearted, to announce that captives will be set free and prisoners will be released.

Jesus was in the synagogue, in Nazareth,  on the day of worship.  He had returned to Galilee and we are told that the news about him spread throughout the surrounding country because the power of the Spirit was with him.  He stood up to read the lesson and the attendant gave him the book of Isaiah.  Opening it He read:

"The spirit of the Lord is with me.  He has anointed me to tell the Good News to the poor.  He has sent me to announce forgiveness to the prisoners of sin and the restoring of sight to the blind, to forgive those who have been shattered by sin, to announce the year of the Lord's favor."

Then Jesus closed the book, gave it back to the attendant and sat down.  Everyone in the synagogue watch him closely.....As he said, "This passage came true today when you heard me read it!"

It was then that I was so very mindful of the fortitude Christ died to grant us.  I thought about how a mere mortal, without the empowerment of God's holy spirit would have been crushed under that type of pressure. 

I thank God for His magnificent omnipresence, mercy and grace, enabling me to see something so divine it is quiet out of this world:  Jesus!  the author and perfecter of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.

So, YES....I might trip, I might fall, I might even get some chips, cracks and fractures, BUT God, through Christ has placed His spirit within me to bind up all that each and every time.  This is the hope that I have which takes me FAR beyond any despair into His presence which repairs all things and makes them new again!

Etch that on your heart, today my friends!
Kisses,
Candace

 

Broken....Beyond Despair
Watercolor
By Candace Huffmaster





©Candace Huffmaster 2012, All Copyrights Reserved

Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc™

The Masquerade

Oh the struggle to exist as mere man

In the ambivalent throws of strong and weak

As guilt floods we are pierced by the shame

Listless in fear then we’re snared.

With my last breath I fight my way up,

So proud that the weak me wasn’t seen

Still I hear their words rise all the same.

In my charade I parade as they mock

“Never show fear: don’t tremble or shake”

The truth is I’d like them to see,

But these voices seem too smart; they know.

This story’s they’ve lived, they don’t lie……

So my heart starts to hurt and I hide.

It was then, these fears crouching all stood

They rushed in, overtook my space

A strong army has bound me up tight

“Oh please release me”, I say to thin air

Under weight of their silence I snap!

“Who are you?” I shout with no fear

 “Why Me do you bind night to day?”

Eyes open, no reply, I give in.

Oh my mind….in my mind, is it true?

I’ve asked them to leave, they never do!

Poachers, not neighbors I’d invite...

Is it no one just me by myself?

Or maybe spirits which knock me about?

If I’m strong and against nothing I fight

It’s all futile which causes great strife!

“DEAR GOD!” I cry out; “am I alone?”

“Is it your Spirit here; can’t it Help?”

I know you don’t bind, you give life!

“Calm now I hear; I AM here”

It was your ears which receive not my sound

You’re correct, I am no poacher, I AM King

I don’t steal refuge, for I haven’t a need

Because you asked I’ll explain,

Come and sit still for a time:

When strangers become neighbors then friends...

In unity families begin

In time all these bindings wrapping tight

Unravel by the lovely which fills

Though their eyes see your face, it’s your heart

Displaying now love which was lost

Perfecting the balance you find rest

Remember, no one does your work

Side by Side we each carry our own

Do not masque or take stage with a show

Man is MORE than mere strength that you know

He is tender and kind -easily hurt

Gentle and compassionate – causing pain

In terror he hid this away

Behind a façade built for strength

But the pain which was weak overwhelmed

For My power will not be denied,

This alone is your ability to thrive

Your questions are cosmic you know

They created this battle for your soul

Receive now my power from above

Be confident of His Might, not your own

Let them see your true beauty unfold

His Spirit will rightly divide

In peace He will enter then they’ll know

Be a guide unto them like the sun

Permeate with warmth from your soul

The truth is, many do believe

But the distance for them is too great

Show them My heavens bowed low,

Showed Grace, in My mercy I came

Let them linger, hear My voice, call their name

In My kindness remember their pain

Be patient for now you too see

The many who tie up these things.

By Candace Huffmaster

Original 2005, Update ©Candace Huffmaster 2012, All Copyrights Reserved

Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc™

Beside Still Waters

Water Color

by Candace Huffmaster

Pitifully, Pity Filled Tears

Pitifully Pity Filled Tears

Be appalled, even shudder

But don’t worry, I’m here

Don’t live your life fearful

Don’t lay down in defeat

If you find yourself sinking….

Under pressure you deflate…..

Speak my words of wisdom;

Rise up on your feet!

If they don’t listen….

If they seem not to care….

Remember, my eyes are watching

And My angels are there!

Stand tall in My just ways,

Yet humble your self

Love all things that I love,

Allow pity to form tears.

Abhor all things evil!

Making room for My grace

But as far as you’re able

With All men be at peace  

By Candace Huffmaster

© 2011 All Rights Reserved

Kaleidoscope Butterfly, Inc™

There's A Cadence in my Soul...

The Real You

Today, there’s a cadence in my soul:

Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

There is a real you lying in wait,

Planted deeply within your hearts seat;

When young,  she was all that you knew;

But under others you were buried from light;

Their debris covered what wouldn’t conform,

To their rules deemed over your life;

So this child that was to be,

Hid in darkness away from their sight.


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

For years the child tried to speak,

But it learned to adjust its own speech;

It tried desperately to develop alone,

Although its ways were never pleasing enough;

Soon it laid rest in the hope of its dreams;

Till what was to be, drifted off to sleep,

 Sending an alter to rise up in her stead;

At a distance which felt safe from shame.


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

There were times when she tried to awake,

To fill the empty halls with her sound;

But when stirred, a terror would scream;

In innocence to survive, she laid down;

Could she cope with all of their ways?

Could she face their manipulation of truths?


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

Such brutality from those touting “friends!”

Not one there to shield her in any way.

Naive to it all, she won’t leave;

Sleep appears, to be the most loving thing;

In her dreams maybe she'll believe we am here.


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

So I prayed that one day she'd awake,

From the stir of a well rested state;

Her  vitality would well up inside:

that her dreams fill the halls of your mind;

Chasing echos you'd see you’re not alone.


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

Without us the visions incomplete.....

There is truth which she found - stored away;

Each a treasure stored  within distant shores;

All gifts for our walks through the tides

Proving their evidence was not truth but lies.


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

You were always so brave and so strong,

You kept going when you thought there was none;

Within you, was this child you protect,

Always mindful of the harms in your midst,

Because of your love, she’s still alive;

To see things in the purity of her eyes.


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

When hope you defer,  her love heals;

When your words are strong, she keeps peace;

She waits for your strength to end..........

In humility she listens while you share.


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace
Please remember her love; how she cares.....

Today look at life through her stare;

Through her focus see what she sees;

 For her sights are not set toward blame.

 She sees purity, enlightenment and peace.

Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

Hear her voice as the innocence it is,

Whispering “Come with me live, love and laugh”

“For this journey is forever, yet not long”

“Open up; just a glimpse and you'll see”

“Remember the real you; be free”


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

“Together we can do many more things”

“Let’s not worry, for nothing we lack”

Our needs are met and there's more,

..............To go, to dream, to create”

“Release the weights of this world”

“This view changes your perception and view.”


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace

“Feel the wind of my words lift you up”

“Be stirred by the melody she sing”

“Keep the tune in your heart while we fly”

“So no harm, will our mind ever meet”

“Do not enter the dark, we need light”

“Let’s extend wings of peace and be free”

“Share the truth as our flight takes us up”


Chase light…. be salt….. extend peace


There are many sleeping children in our midst,
resting in dreams of their release
to chase light, be salt, extend peace
 together let's call out their name
and rejoice as they rise in this wake.

Candace Huffmaster ©2011 All Rights Reserved

A. A. MacQueen's newest books

We are very excited!  A. A. MacQueen's books are available:

Following Claire is the story of the deep love that Mac MacClaine has for his wife, Dr. Claire MacClaine.  Much of the story reflects that love and the heartache that Mac experiences when he loses her.  And then, how he deals with it.   A bit of suspense is brought into the story when a family member is abducted in Washington, D.C.  We then learn how Mac can deal with another type of crisis.

Doing Good explores the seedy underworld of child trafficking.  Again Mac MacClaine is brought into the story when he reconnects with an old friend in Nashville, Tennessee.  Mac is instrumental in bringing justice to an otherwise bad situation.  The FBI, who is running the investigation, finds there is trouble in their midst and they must get help from outside their organization to fix it.

Clicking on the books will take you to Amazon.com where you can download his books.  You can find out more about the author by visiting his site - link below.

A. A. MacQueen

Author of Mac MacClaine & Harry Kincaid Adventure Novels

www.aamacqueen.com

Journey, Journal, Jesus Community Forum

Journey, Journal, Jesus Community Forum

In Peace _Prayer in Prose

Good morning Daddy ~

How I need you this day

Prepare my heart in your presence

Explore the deep things I know not

Perceive my intent with your wisdom

In holiness counsel my mind.

You and you alone are my strong tower
My watchman interceding for my life
I wait for your guidance and instruction
For my knowledge is from my own mind

I ask for reparation in your presence
Since I released all the bondage of the past
I liberate all those in its power
I desire all to be free in your will

Show me the ancient ways everlasting
The path protected by your agape love
Lead me not into temptation
Deliver me into your Zoë world

This day is filled with your mercy
I flourish because of your grace
Rise in me, lifting me higher
To extend my continence in faith

You alone are Lord God and Almighty
Your hand keeps me safe for your sake
The will of your presence is upon me
To be complete as I’m sealed with your name

Rain upon us the provision of a True Father
Increase your family one by one
Bear your lineage as you join us together
Give birth to the heritage spoken long ago

In peace we will travel among others
Leading truth in the light of each day
We pray for them now to be waiting
For them to see as your glory walks past

We request that their ears hear you call them
That they rejoice as they fall into their place
Let it Be as the Father has desired
a body, His body and His own.

In Love…..with Christ
Kisses,
Candace

Kaleidoscope Key

Praise in Prose

Kaleidoscope Key

Triangles…..angles….. corners meet

Each life is a reflection of what our mind sees

The images, which are many, over time shut us in

Till pain causes crisis and we cocoon to withstand.

Here safe inside, the images are seen in full

Now seeing what is false, we release to hold the true

When false wrappings are lost, our forgiveness takes flight

When, all, we’ve forgiven them - our transparency giving way to the light.

Whatever we grip in fear, blocks us from seeing their need

Our needs become too large, a pit which has no end

Listen and be still, my hope is for you to understand

Without your hand extended, there is nothing free to grab

Your need is strength of my hand, to infuse when you feel weak

If not clinging to what is faithful, you will fall from a compromised link. 

Triangles…..angles….. corners meet……

Each life is a reflection of what our mind sees

The world also raises empty hands, desiring to be filled

But they desire objects to fill as they then clutch

Release things and make way, my hand must be firmly wrapped

To amply strengthen your grip and helping our body reach

Stay holding till you're well balanced, even though excitement will build

One hand will always stay connected, through the night and into the day,

When fully charged I release the other, so you too may touch those weak 

Stretch out encouraging their assurance, when in me they will stabilize to break free;

With all hands completing the circle, there is power from unity,

And together in this perfect moment, we have experienced the Kaleidoscope Key.  

Triangles…..angles….. corners meet……

Each life is a reflection of what our mind sees

Mirrors are true reflections: when triune all angles are right

Each traveler enters with knowledge, they perceive through what they believe

The spirit understands and knows this, once deep inside His truth interprets each scene

Your honesty lifts them with  encouragement, love accepted ignites a passion to thrive

When belief in my reality is more than knowledge, they release your hand to seek my face

When they see Me…. my eyes become their mirror, and they see themselves clothes in my grace

Till then we must keep passing over, riding midair spreading the splendor of True Love

Lighting the skies with His radiance, raining His purity to wash and calm

Through Christ all evil is vanquished, and returned to the abyss of it’s home.

Triangles…..angles….. corners meet……

Each life is a reflection of what our mind sees

In liberty God’s children will remember, because they are loved they will finally return

Don’t worry about a perfect clean up, for this was never the intent of our job

Simply radiate spilling nourishment with great pleasure, others in need glean what rises up along the way

Keep moving, prepare for those that follow, I know what their needs truly are

Release them with no worry, true love entwines our hearts and minds

Your touch, when you were with them singed deeply through their skin

 And not that of a mere man, it was my touch through the print of your hand

To seal them for all eternity, with the glorious signet for all to see

That we are one body and one family, raising one voice, in honor of the "King of Kings".

By Candace Huffmaster

©Candace Huffmaster 2007 All Rights Reserved

Praise in Prose

Each Circle Made

Today, today,

Enough for today.

Tomorrow, tomorrow,

Will soon pass away.

Life is but breath,

And tears wash away.

The sun and moon rise,

Turn does the earth, (#1)

All creatures age,

Each circle made.

Yesterday, yesterday,

Leave it behind.

Yearn, yearn, to learn on the way.

Beginning and end all have a place.

Place was predestined,

Before time had space.

One, one, unity complete

Nothing is missing,

All time is now.

Two, two, separate, weak

Until fight is over,

Tears still wash through,

Sorrow wells up,

Mercy washes clean.

Today, today,

It's still called today.

Thank God for His division,

For two to be one

And Satan to perish,

Separate as he chose.

God, God my Creator, my Lord,

Divinity and greatness,

Desiring to lavish all.

May we praise you and please you,

All our days through,

Our heads humbly bowed,

Our covering, You.

Thanks to Jimmy Crain for his editing

© Candace Huffmaster 2006 All Rights Reserved

Sometimes You Must BE the Beauty in the midst of Chaos!

Making His Mark With BeautyKB, Inc’s world-wide motto is alive


Hip, Hip Hooray! Now our organization is seeing beauty emerge all around the world. When we changed our "slogan" from Loving Who You Were Divinely Created To BE to Reaching Through Chaos, Seeing True Beauty Emerge we did not quiet understand why - because we knew the first one was correct. However, we had to believe in what God saw beneath the chaos in order to find the faith which enabled our perseverance to help others not only see what we saw, but believe in it.

As we began telling women and children that they were desired, loved and had a reason to not be afraid, we saw them embrace the " idea" of hope.  But as we stuck by them~ encouraging them to believe that even as God forsaken as life can feel at times, there are always lovely moments too; we noticed they were actually reaching out to grab onto that hope and tucking it away to protect it. But the day we understood with His understanding was when we saw His "beauty mark".  It was the day that all the pieces collided to perfectly mesh.  For the first time I know I saw the elusive Kaleidoscope Butterfly.  Although it was one moment it was also many and there will be many more.  Because as we are walking and relating to these lovely individuals God is revealing precious details which are transforming their minds to see that they, themselves, need to BE BEAUTY in this world of chaos.

We are witness to the fact that there is not a more beautiful sight than His hand reaching through their chaos to share in very real ways.

Our work is simple but true:
We believe True Beauty is as a seed planted within you, tenderly tucked into a deep, dark space. Alone with such dreams of grandeur, restlessly squirming, simply dying to be released! It truly believes there is something much larger and unique it is to be. It feels it could bestow beauty and goodness upon an unaesthetic world. “Just as the butterfly is always within the caterpillar – so too your beauty is fighting to take flight and ride the breeze. You are a kaleidoscope butterfly, a vision foreseen in the mind of the Great Divine. He delights in what you have to offer. He created you to rise above and be seen. So flutter your jagged, shattered pieces in His sunlight. His hand merges all our shapes in His time. To Him we are not missing or broken we are His Delight and perfect in His sight.

We make our request known and know it is His will:
Do not look with your eyes to perceive reality. Do not allow this world to diminish what He sees. Push through the weight trying to hold and bury you. Stand tall in His continence, mercy and grace. Reach up and out with your arms wide. Turn your face to be set on the sun. Allow your bud to blossom. Be open for all to see and embrace. Release the joy in your heart for their pleasure. Allow it to pour out, free. Keep it flowing till the scent of it rises - as a fragrant offering of what you believe all heaven can now see.

So allow us to encourage you "BE the Beauty in chaos no one can stop you – honest!"

With the Love of our Christ,
Kisses,
Candace