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Thomas Cole (1801-1848) was a Christian painter and the founder of the
.
When I paint the sky, I make it blue
with a yellow sun.
.
When Thomas Cole painted the sky, he made it endless
with breezy clouds melting in the distance
and dancing, sparkling, playful sun rays
streaking and warming the balmy air.
.
When I paint the ground, I make it green
with flowers here and there.
.
When Thomas Cole painted the ground, he tickled it
with brambling grass
that had giggles of earthy colors
on land that dipped and soared.
.
When I paint a mountain, I make it brown
in a triangular shape.
.
When Thomas Cole painted mountains, he made them mighty
with shadows and cracks,
tangled weeds and rich shades of stone and rock.
.
When I paint water, I make it blue
with wavy edges.
.
When Thomas Cole painted water, he made it shine,
glowing and shimmering, lit from within.
.
When I paint a tree, I make a brown trunk
with a puffy green top.
.
When Thomas Cole painted trees, he made them graceful
with sweeping branches, strong and solid mixed with dainty and twiggy.
They streeeeetch toward the sky
or cradle meadows and pastures.
.
After seeing how Thomas Cole painted nature in his art,
I still paint the same as I always do.
.
But, now I see art in nature.
I see God’s sacred touch.
.
I see leaves falling and sprouts rising,
sacrifice and new life.
.
I see possibilities, growth, light, and infinite love.
And I feel grateful for this wonderful world. Kelly Bakshi
.
Close your eyes and listen. Can you hear the air moving or birds singing?
.
Thomas Cole used his gift to rejoice in and honor God’s power. How could
.
In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to
Read Verses:
Psalm 96:11-Psalm 96:12; Job 37:14-Job 37:16; Psalm 95:4-Psalm 95:5
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Thomas Cole (1801-1848) was a Christian painter and the founder of the
.
When I paint the sky, I make it blue
with a yellow sun.
.
When Thomas Cole painted the sky, he made it endless
with breezy clouds melting in the distance
and dancing, sparkling, playful sun rays
streaking and warming the balmy air.
.
When I paint the ground, I make it green
with flowers here and there.
.
When Thomas Cole painted the ground, he tickled it
with brambling grass
that had giggles of earthy colors
on land that dipped and soared.
.
When I paint a mountain, I make it brown
in a triangular shape.
.
When Thomas Cole painted mountains, he made them mighty
with shadows and cracks,
tangled weeds and rich shades of stone and rock.
.
When I paint water, I make it blue
with wavy edges.
.
When Thomas Cole painted water, he made it shine,
glowing and shimmering, lit from within.
.
When I paint a tree, I make a brown trunk
with a puffy green top.
.
When Thomas Cole painted trees, he made them graceful
with sweeping branches, strong and solid mixed with dainty and twiggy.
They streeeeetch toward the sky
or cradle meadows and pastures.
.
After seeing how Thomas Cole painted nature in his art,
I still paint the same as I always do.
.
But, now I see art in nature.
I see God’s sacred touch.
.
I see leaves falling and sprouts rising,
sacrifice and new life.
.
I see possibilities, growth, light, and infinite love.
And I feel grateful for this wonderful world. Kelly Bakshi
.
Close your eyes and listen. Can you hear the air moving or birds singing?
.
Thomas Cole used his gift to rejoice in and honor God’s power. How could
.
In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to
Read Verses:
Psalm 96:11-Psalm 96:12; Job 37:14-Job 37:16; Psalm 95:4-Psalm 95:5

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