Just a thought by coppi

in my other life before it crunched, i was doing a series of homeless people , and was going to do an exhibit of them and give the money made to help them find a way back to living. The above picture is one of my paintings of a homeless lady that lived out of a bag. All her life’s belonging were in that bag. I met many homeless ones who lived under bridges, etc. it always amazed me to see how they survived against all odds. But they did. My homeless paintings are scattered now, but that is because my life “scattered “ and i went back into a world of working to survive my own crises. Life does throw lemons, but it is up to us to make lemonade out of the lemons. I have squeezed juice from lemons and made lemonade much of my life, and am still doing it. But, God is good, and i look to Him to guide me. He is my shepherd and i trust His guidance. I have since i was seven years old when i knelt by my bed and turned “me” over to Him.

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tucked into a bag.

into a bag.