Trusting and following the One who does abundantly more than all we can ask or imagine. The oldest girl, perhaps 11 or 12, was holding a magnificent yellow flower in her open palm, one finger running gently along the edge of its fluted petals as they walked. I breathed more easily, knowing they would pass us without begging from us, without flicking me on the arm or putting up a hand for a hi-five from a total stranger. She watched him intently, confused and powerless.

Always Remember To Reach For Higher Heights! Tuesday, December 19, 2006. It also had a picture of a beautiful building. See something had clicked on the inside of me when I read it. I began to relate to it-relate my life to it. I began to think that things are not always how they seem to be. I began to remember that I am a work in progress. Friday, October 27, 2006. Who is in your way of progress? .

Friday, April 19, 2013. Lazy Afternoon with My Friends. And we ran around outside, goofed off, and they all took turns pushing me around since I was the only one on wheels. We had so much fun just doing nothing. So, I told you all last time. About Peter asking Claire to go on a date and the foolish way I conducted myself afterwards.

Wendy Morosoff Smith is a painter and printmaker living in Tsawwassen, B. Her paintings, monotypes, and carborundum prints are meditations on place, time, the elements, memory and perception. Blending abstraction and landscape symbolism with the study of light and space, Wendy paints intuitively, reacting to her surrounding landscape and the perpetual threat of weather and its consequences. Sat July 11 Sun July 12. 10 am to 4 pm. June 22 to Sept 7.