Last week I gave a Friend a painting lesson. She insisted that she had no talent and couldn't paint. I insisted she try. Sunday at church her son said, "You have changed her life!" She was trilled with the picture and so was her family. She lives in Saint George and only visits here,but hopefully she can find a painting class there.
Saturday I gave 7 of my Red Hat sister a painting lesson. My first group lesson. No one had any experience in painting. I stood on my feet and taught for 5 hours. Ever one was
trilled and took home a 14 x 20 framed picture.
I could hardly get out of bed on Sunday. After church I applied hot packs to my knees(a bad idea). As a result I was in more pain and had a hard time walking to get my cane out of the car. Later the missionaries from my Ward (not he ones that live in the apartment) came to the door. I could hardly limp to the door. After a brief visit they asked if I had a blessing. I asked if they would give me a blessing. This sweet elder from Africa has only been on his mission 5 days. He was a bite nervous, but did well. I am walking O.K. this morning.
The blessing are so great, from this simple gesture, that I have offered lessons to anyone that wants to paint with me. The only investment would be two canvases. One for them and one for me to use for demonstration.