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Today is June 7, 2015, so much has happened in the years since my last update here. On February 28,2014 I suffered a Heart Attack. Probably one of scariest events of my life but deeply grateful that the Lord has spared me. So because of Him I am here today and able to give Him praise. We are enjoying the warm months of summer here in Georgia as we watch the spring like weather fade. I hope all are enjoying the blessings of our great God!

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"For I know my thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not evil, to give you an expected end. Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will harken unto you. And ye shall seek me and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart." Jeremiah 29:11-13

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Lawrenceville, Georgia, United States
Barbara Carlan is a self taught artist living in the southeast. She was born in Washington D.C., was primarily raised in the panhandle of Florida and traveled all over southeastern United States and parts of Washington state as a child of the military. Barbara from an early age showed a passionate interest in art. She began painting and writing poetry in the late 1980's. Now that her life is free from the responsibilities of parenting and the necessary demands of having a growing family, she's able to pursue her true passions, painting, writing, photography and sewing. Barbara has discovered through art that life with it's complexities can find a sweet fragrance of release through the creative process.

Monday, October 19, 2009


Rather than mend, what we've power to change,
we can live in denial, and look for others to blame.
Chasing rainbows like gold, in search of our dreams,
while we travel to places, that we've never seen.

In our new destinations, we will eventually find,
that the problems, we knew, came along for the ride.
For our troubles in life, aren't without as it seems,
for they lurk in the shadows, of the lives that we glean.

In time we discover, in our search for life's meaning,
relationships hoped, were always there for the keeping.
They would never be found, by always running away,
but by mending the bridges, we destroy in each day.

Saying I'm sorry, when we've hurt those we love,
when we're willing to start, where we've left off before.
Joy's not always found, in discovering new places,
but in denying one's self, to put smiles on those faces.

Of the people in life, that still share in our journey,
loved ones we have, and our friends without money.
Those broken down bridges, of our relationships lost,
might have been salvaged, had we just paid the cost!
Written By: Barbara A. Carlan 10/18/2009

1 comment:

  1. Barbara, What a beautiful and poignant poem. Such a sad plight that plagues this world because of deviant minds. ThankGod for people like you who bring Gods light in these dark and troubled times. You are such a beautiful soul. I was so happy to see you back on Ovation even though I am not quite as active on there as my time has found a better direction also as Stuart has sent you an email about. I wanted to ask you to say some prayers today for stuarts father Fred 86 and undergoing bypass surgery today. You are a powerful prayer warrior and I know Stuart will appreciate your prayers.
    So things are moving along with Stuart and I and it is the most wonderful thing I have ever experienced. He is a fabulous person as you know and we are both thrilled with this outcome. It has been a true gift from God, and I am so thankful.
    Thanks for your light in the world,