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Do I have any watchers who draw humans that would be willing to do an art trade or CHEAP (I only have 48points) commission? 

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You always said you were just a traveling man,
with so many secrets to tell, and even more to hide.
I figured I could write you a song,
about truth and love, chaos and confusion.
Maybe then I could convince you
that your secrets can be shared,
without the fear of being let down.

It's true, I can't sit still my friend.
My wheels are in need of motion,
I'm runnin' from commotion,
my past is piled high with re-gretted notion.
So pardon me if I can't see
beyond the fire you're stokin'
'Cause there's lyin' and cryin' and not enough tryin'
and a few things nobody's buyin'.


How deep does the pain go?
Can the oceans swallow your sorrows,
or my love comfort all that is broken?
If trust could bloom into an ancient tree,
could the branches reach past your walls?
I will sit day and night, waiting and praying,
for you to let me in, oh traveling man.

Your song is ringin' bells and healin' inner hells!
Maybe it's the time spent laughin' and learnin'?
Maybe it's your smile wakin' me
and takin' me down a road I've never been?
Maybe it's my own sadness
lookin' for someone to not lie to....
for once?


I will be your shoulder to lean into,
ears to take in all your secrets and fears.
I will be a mug of hot coffee to warm your soul,
and outstretched arms to hug you close.
I can fit your missing puzzle pieces back into place.
If only you will trust my endless love...

My dear, your trust is pokin' through the rust!
All these years I was hummin' your song.
Though my past was troubled and my road was long,
your voice like a beacon guided me home
to find some peace at last...

So much to say, but where to start?
You're singin' my truth,
you've got my heart.
Song for a Traveling Man
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Christianonfire7
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Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
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Arshavir by InemisetAmaya by Inemiset

About me:

I am a third generation Austinite on my mother's side.
A seventh generation Texan from my mother's side.
And a fifth/sixth generation Texan from my father's side.
So I'm a born and raised Austin Texan chick.
Take that y'all. ;)

My Photography account :icondrigerphotography:

What I stand for you ask?
I am
:bulletgreen: Pro-life www.youtube.com/watch?v=vdOCwd… :thumb292250045:
:bulletgreen: Pro-adoption
:bulletgreen: Pro-power of Christ's love.
:bulletgreen: Pro-forgiveness
:bulletgreen: Pro- following in Jesus steps.
:bulletgreen: Most important, don't misunderstand me for being religious, because I'm not 'religious' I have a 'relationship' with the Creator of Heaven and earth. It has nothing to do with religious views. It has everything to do with knowing Him, loving Him, and being known by Him.
Sharing His love with others. Misunderstand that and you misunderstand me.
Any questions ask away, I won't bite.


My best and most dearest friends consist of
(My bestie)
:iconislandstar:
(My cyber-pop)
:iconallforjesus:
(My Surreal Express)
:iconsurrealcachinnation:


Friends worth calling friends.
:iconinemiset::icond-murasai::iconhillbillygirl::iconrattatit: :iconguineapigdan:


Wanna read a bit more about my coming to dA and my art?
Here's a short interview I was honored to be apart of by 3wyl

Or are you interested in what others think about my art? Well than check out namenotrequired's News Article about my poetry

Review from :iconbetwixtthepages:
'Christianonfire7 is a lovely, kind hearted deviant with strong beliefs and a gallery filled with heart. Her poetry is beautiful and will bring the poet in you to the forefront; her photography is inventive and often catches a glimpse into a different world, a world we aren't all privy to. If one thing in her gallery doesn't inspire and awe you, keep looking--you're bound to find a reason to add Christianonfire7 to your watch list.'
-Written for her Review Competition features.'



DLD's I've gotten.


8-24-2010 DLD feature
The day dusk did not sleep
The day dusk did not sleep.
You stepped into my life when those bullies haunted me,
you stood in front of me and clenched your fist.
Told them to back off and leave me alone,
they feared you, so they obeyed your warning.
Once they were gone you turned to me,
took my hand and helped me up.
Then looked into my eyes,
and captured me with your smile.
That was the day the mountains shook,
the day when the oceans went silent.
When time stood still for the very first time.
When the colors in the sky didn't change from that golden ray,
painted with those pinks and purples.
It was the day dusk did not sleep.
You slide your hand in mine,
made it clear for the whole world to see.
That I was yours and you were mine.
And when I started to doubt the motion,
you simply leaned closer and kissed my cheek,
and whispered in my ear.
"I love you."
That was the day the mountains shook,
the day when the oceans went silent.
When time stood still for the very first time.
When the colors in the sky didn't change from that golden ray,
pain



12-27-2012 DLD Feature

'Human Trafficking'
Human TraffickingShadows crawl along moldy walls.
Dagger sharp teeth bared in cracks and holes.
She gasps within the nightmare,
as large phantoms creep into her room.
Daddy and mommy never hear her scream,
for they now lay lifeless in crimson puddles.
Dark trades exchanged in secret corners.
Rooms in shadows with slow burning cigarettes.
She stands on a pedestal barely clothed.
Ghost white skin bare to intimate members.
A scarlet shawl covers her face, haunting her eyes.
Until one man growls his hunger and pays her toll.
Sex doll, becomes her famous nickname.
Hard as he desires, ravaged with deep aggression.
Her cries are blotted out in her basement chambers,
Blood and bruises are her constant reward.
For the imprisonment of her master's game.
When his itch is scratched he climbs on off,
out her chamber, the lights go out.
She aches in the darkness, crying within her cage.
There is no freedom, no hope for the light.
A dirty little secret, a big 'ld lie.
Greedy 'ld men, a girl's broken heart.
The darkne



Pay it forward features by lacoterie


Pay it forward February 1st 2013 My sinI bow at His Throne,
And praise how I love Him so.
I write poetry to infuse words so divine
To show Him that I mean each line.
I rage about sin in a holy confession…
Tick…tock…tick tock…
But my confession is this,
I'm the sinner needing Salvation.
I down talk the other sins,
But mine is the biggest.
For it consumes my very being.
Tick tock…tick tock…
'I love him.' I try to tell God,
Like that would make Him understand.
That He can bypass me and my shame.
I'm fooling only the naïve part of me.
So I roll up this newspaper, pretend…
Pretend like the headlines don't matter.
But its screaming out on the page.
Tick tock…. Tick tock…
I'm a sinner with only One Way out.
I'm an adulterer with only One Way out.
I'm a liar with only One Way out.
I'm a failure with only One Way out.
I'm dead with only One Way to Live.
Christ died on the cross for me,
Bought every single lie I believe.
He was nailed to that wood for my sin.
The whips He endured for

Pay it forward March 4th 2013 These wordsI spit bullets and speak daggers.
Your emotionless shields are your only defense,
against these words that kill like a disease.


Video of Gideon and me.
Interests

Commissions

Sixwordstory commissions
Sixwordstory-your choice of topic.
A sad tell.Sobs broke free
'...Put her down.'
This is a special feature for the winners of the 'Awareness of the arts, Visualize our dreams' contest.
So without further ado, here they are.

First place goes to

JoaRosa and missmarvel96 for this collaborated pieces.
These two artists brought to life a glimpse into several ideas of what dreams could appear to be for different people. Maybe for each of us everything is truly possible?

A Vision Of Dreams by JoaRosa



Second place goes to:

WDWParksGal and inknalcohol for this beautifully collaborated pieces.
The visual to me is absolutely beautiful. It paints the image of the true essence of what dreams should look like, full of hope and vigor, life and truth. It leaves with me the taste that we should all believe in this idea of something more beautiful and whole. Something we need to protect. I also love how peaceful it is to gaze at this piece. 

The Dream of Returning Home by WDWParksGal
The Dream of Returning HomeClay carefully tucked the silver necklace and St Jude medal under his shirt. It'd fallen out when Luke landed a nice right cross and nearly put Clay on the ground. But he'd recovered quicker than Luke ever thought he would and capitalized on the surprise with an upper cut that left Luke laid out. It took three of their crew to carry him to the medical bay. Clay had walked and patiently waited to be attended to for his injuries.
He'd only had a moment to glance out the window and see the small dot of light that was his home before Crash was sitting down in front of him and asking why he'd picked another fight. “I was bored.”
“Most people have hobbies for when they're bored.” Crash pulled a fresh kit out and opened the package so he could clean the open wounds on Clay's face.
“Fighting is my hobby.” Clay smirked at the look Crash gave him. “What?”
“Sometimes, I don't think you'll ever learn.” He squinted at the cut just above Cl

Third place goes to:

sugar-hype99 and C1nderellaMan for their collaborated pieces,
All I can really say is that the poem really fits the visual. 

Genises II by sugar-hype99
Genises IIMy routine was infested,
my foreseen was arrested,
my children, they attested,
my mentality's decline.
My up time filled with drab,
my down time filled with flab,
my wind chime hailed a cab,
and sipped on too much wine.
Exhausted from the week,
some relaxation seek,
lulled to a fitful sleep,
by telly's fickle glow.
I dreamed my mind was filled
with psychedelic pills
that swirled and sapped my will
and drained my mindful flow.
I dreamed my swollen head,
a pitcher full instead;
tipped to the side it bled
and spilled onto the floor.
The liquid seeped and spawned,
distilled a thoughtful pond,
a magic cleansing balm,
that soothed into my pores.
Much later I awoke,
my stressful fever broke,
my daughter gave a poke,
concern was in her eyes.
I sat straight up alert,
I gasped and then I blurt!
The carpet was a spurt
of multi-colored dyes!



Webcam

Amazing gifts from friends!


Must continue writing my acrostic values series.
:bulletgreen: Purity
:bulletgreen: Hope
:bulletgreen: Love/Compassion/Courage
:bulletgreen: Faith
:bulletgreen: Baby's life
:bulletgreen: Believe
:bulletgreen: Self-Control.
:bulletred: Holiness
:bulletred: Joy
:bulletred: Praise
:bulletred: Gentleness
:bulletred: Patience
:bulletred: Trust
:bulletred: Peace
:bulletred: Sacrifice

Gideon by Islandstar by the amazing Islandstar
Commission: Christianonfire7 by rattatit by rattatit
Comm: This Star's on Fire by Inemiset by Inemiset

2013 Glory Be project


:iconglory-be-project:

:bulletblue: 2013 Goal 365 pieces.
:bulletgreen: Completed: 72
:bulletyellow: To do: 294

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Sorry I'm late with this...HAPPY NEW YEAR SIS. :) :hug:
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Hey could you tell me how to upload animations?
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Thanks for all the favs! :D
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tulf42 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for badging back! :D
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Christianonfire7 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Of course. :)
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nat1874 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2015
Hi (= many thanks for the recent faves - hope your keeping well over there (= nat
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Christianonfire7 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You are most welcome. :)
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NocturneJewel Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2015
Thank-you so much for the favorites. :huggle:
"I'm Still Here" is a very special and personal poem for me and one of my favorites because of the circumstances of writing it, so thank-you for liking it too. :heart:
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Christianonfire7 Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You are most welcome, it is a truly beautiful and heart felt piece. One I can personally relate to for so many reasons. I've felt this way about my beloved cats that have passed away far too early in life, especially one by the name of Hope who was my BEST friend growing up and to this day the smartest cat ever.
He died in the heart of protecting me and his kitten (a cat I still have at the age of 14 named Peace, and Hope's granddaughter Star.) from a sick neighborhood cat. For fending that cat off Hope caught the sickness (Feline Aids), but even in sickness he spent his final days teaching his son how to love me, protect me and stand by me. Hope wasn't just the best cat he was the best father. And on the day he died I remember lying right beside him on a towel with him in my arms.
even though almost 14 years have passed since then I still tear up talking/thinking about him. And his legacy lives on in the lives on, not only in his one and only son, but also in his granddaughter and all the greats that likely still live in breath in other homes. A legacy of love.
I know when I reach those golden gates in Heaven he will be there to welcome me home, along with my father...

Sorry for the super long reply...
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NocturneJewel Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2015
I was really touched by the story of your precious Hope, and I'm so sorry that happened to him...but I'm glad that you experienced such a strong kinsmet bond with him and you still have his son and granddaughter...Hope's legacy of love will always live on in them and be with you too, until you can finally be reunited with him in the Spirit World. I have that faith too, with my beloved animals that I have loved. I know they are still with me, watching over me even though I can't see them...I am never alone.

Have you ever read the book "All Pets Go To Heaven"? It's by Sylvia Browne (the world renowned psychic). It's a beautiful book and I find it very comforting too, how she tells of the spiritual lives of animals on the otherside. It gave me great comfort during my times of grief and I would recommend it to anyone who has experienced such a loss. :heart:

Thank-you so much for telling me of Hope and Peace...:heart: :huggle:
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MightyRaptor Featured By Owner May 18, 2015  Student Digital Artist
Thanks for the badge!
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Christianonfire7 Featured By Owner May 18, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Of course. :)
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Jawslover1998 Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2015  Student Filmographer
Thanks for the llama :)
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