“Seemeth It But A Small Thing Unto You, That The God Of Israel Hath Separated You From The Congregation Of Israel, To Bring You Art

“Seemeth it but a small thing unto you, that the God of Israel hath separated you from the congregation of Israel, to bring you near to himself to do the service of the tabernacle of the LORD, and to stand before the congregation to minister unto them? And he hath brought thee near to him, and all thy brethren the sons of Levi with thee: and seek ye the priesthood also? For which cause both thou and all thy company are gathered together against the LORD: and what is Aaron, that ye murmur against him?” (Numbers 16:9-11, KJV)
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow— Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes goes so little that there’s none of him at all. He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play, And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close behind me, he’s a coward you can see; I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
And this is the Father's will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day. (John 6:39 KJV) Focus on graves opened and joyous youthful looking people coming forth.
no more shall the sound of weeping be heard in it, or the cry of distress. No more shall there be in it an infant that lives but a few days, or an old person who does not live out a lifetime; for one who dies at a hundred years will be considered a youth, and one who falls short of a hundred will be considered accursed. They shall build houses and inhabit them; they shall plant vineyards and eat their fruit.
And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit; Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord; Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ; (Ephesians 5:18-20 KJV)
And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit; Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord; Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ; (Ephesians 5:18-20 KJV) Do not use words but only images to interpret the passage.
Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. (Matthew 7:7-8 KJVA)
Forasmuch then as the children are partakers of flesh and blood, he also himself likewise took part of the same; that through death he might destroy him that had the power of death, that is, the devil; And deliver them who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage. For verily he took not on him the nature of angels; but he took on him the seed of Abraham. Wherefore in all things it behoved him to be made like unto his brethren, that he might be a merciful and faithful high priest in things pertaining to God, to make reconciliation for the sins of the people. For in that he himself hath suffered being tempted, he is able to succour them that are tempted. (Hebrews 2:14-18 KJV)
So, you look at those captains and then at yourself and you wonder: “Why them, and not me?” As you paddle along in your pitiful state, a canoe you hope no one will see. But there’s just enough room for those trusted to you for safe passage, provisions, and tare. So, you keep to yourself, and you follow the shore, making passage for those in your care.
And they shall amerce him in an hundred shekels of silver, and give them unto the father of the damsel, because he hath brought up an evil name upon a virgin of Israel: and she shall be his wife; he may not put her away all his days. (Deuteronomy 22:19 KJV)
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
“And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed it, and brake it, and gave it to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body. And he took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it; For this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins. But I say unto you, I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the vine, until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom.” (Matthew 26:26-29, KJV) Use Matzo style bread
“And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed it, and brake it, and gave it to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body. And he took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it; For this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins. But I say unto you, I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the vine, until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom.” (Matthew 26:26-29, KJV)
“And she called unto her husband, and said, Send me, I pray thee, one of the young men, and one of the asses, that I may run to the man of God, and come again.” (2 Kings 4:22, KJV)
Got it. You'd like the full prompt again, including the updated detail about miners on the banks, ready for ArtStyles.com. Here it is: Revised Prompt for ArtStyles.com: "A bustling scene of 19th-century gold miners during the California Gold Rush. Several determined miners are panning for gold in a shallow, rocky stream in the Sierra Nevada mountains, their rugged, worn clothing and wide-brimmed hats indicating their toil. Along the banks of the stream, other miners are actively digging into the earth with shovels and picks, creating small piles of dirt and using sluice boxes to separate gold. Sunlight filters through tall pine trees, casting dappled light on the scene, illuminating the clear water and the industrious activity of the miners. The background showcases a rugged, forested landscape with distant hills.""sepia tone vintage photograph, grainy, aged look"
So, you look at those captains and then at yourself and you wonder: “Why them, and not me?” As you paddle along in your pitiful state, a canoe you hope no one will see. But there’s just enough room for those trusted to you for safe passage, provisions, and tare. So, you keep to yourself, and you follow the shore, making passage for those in your care.
In days to come I stood amazed, walking through that forest, at the blazing symphony of color it brought forth, seemingly just for me. I grew to love my friend’s words in a new way, through the astounding beauty of the spectacle he knew was coming when he said them. I was young then, and didn’t know I had many autumns ahead of me.
Out where the river runs wild and free and only the brave dare row; where the rapids are deep, and the challenge is fresh and it takes them where it means to go. With breakneck speed, grinning into the wind, standing straight on the bow of their craft, just a glimpse now and then of those captains you’ll catch flying by, near capsizing your raft. They’ve no time for advice to those standing on shore or to aid the ones just wading out, for their task is to pilot this current, they think, and it’s all they can do to stay out of the drink, and their lives could be gone in the space of a wink should they lose but a moment to doubt. Standing tall, they never must doubt!
Renaissance Painting Art Style, Symbolism Art Style, a profoundly joyful and uplifting painting inspired by Nehemiah 8:10, emphasizing "the joy of the Lord is your strength." The scene depicts a vibrant, bustling gathering of diverse ancient Israelites, engaged in a communal feast and celebration. People of all ages are shown with radiant, happy faces, some laughing heartily, others sharing food and drinks, and many with expressions of deep, peaceful contentment and spiritual upliftment. A few figures have their heads tilted upwards or hands gently raised, as if receiving a subtle, warm, golden divine light that bathes the scene, emanating from above and symbolizing the presence and strength of the Lord. The setting is an outdoor gathering, perhaps near a restored wall or a communal square, filled with rich textures of food, drink, and colorful garments. The atmosphere is one of shared delight, spiritual renewal, and unbreakable strength. Focus on the authentic, diverse expressions of joy on each individual's face, the sense of vibrant community and shared celebration, and the ethereal, empowering golden light that symbolizes the Lord's strength.
Out where the river runs wild and free and only the brave dare row; where the rapids are deep, and the challenge is fresh and it takes them where it means to go. With breakneck speed, grinning into the wind, standing straight on the bow of their craft, just a glimpse now and then of those captains you’ll catch flying by, near capsizing your raft. They’ve no time for advice to those standing on shore or to aid the ones just wading out, for their task is to pilot this current, they think, and it’s all they can do to stay out of the drink, and their lives could be gone in the space of a wink should they lose but a moment to doubt. Standing tall, they never must doubt!
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
A young woman with timeless 1980s glamour, Cyndi Lauper-like look, sits at a small outdoor café table on a cliff overlooking a picturesque seaside town. She gazes over the town below as the sun rises, casting radiant hues of pink, orange, and teal across the rooftops and narrow streets. She has luminous pastel makeup, bright expressive eyes, and a stylishly teased hairstyle with vivid color streaks. Her outfit is eclectic and bold: layered accessories, a patterned jacket with neon accents, fingerless gloves, and whimsical jewelry sparkling in the morning light. On the table beside her rests a delicate porcelain coffee cup of fine Italian china, painted with intricate cobalt blue, gold, and crimson designs. From the cup, steam rises, transforming into miniature planets, glowing constellations, and swirling galaxies that drift upward like vapor into the sky above. The atmosphere is cinematic, luminous, filled with radiant tones, crisp clarity, and classic beauty, with no dark overlay.
“And to the angel of the church in Pergamos write; These things saith he which hath the sharp sword with two edges; He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden manna, and will give him a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knoweth saving he that receiveth it.” (Revelation 2:12,17, KJV)
A young woman with timeless 1980s glamour, Cyndi Lauper-like look, sits at a small outdoor café table on a cliff overlooking a picturesque seaside town. She gazes over the town below as the sun rises, casting radiant hues of pink, orange, and teal across the rooftops and narrow streets. She has luminous pastel makeup, bright expressive eyes, and a stylishly teased hairstyle with vivid color streaks. Her outfit is eclectic and bold: layered accessories, a patterned jacket with neon accents, fingerless gloves, and whimsical jewelry sparkling in the morning light. On the table beside her rests a delicate porcelain coffee cup of fine Italian china, painted with intricate cobalt blue, gold, and crimson designs. From the cup, steam rises, transforming into miniature planets, glowing constellations, and swirling galaxies that drift upward like vapor into the sky above. The atmosphere is cinematic, luminous, filled with radiant tones, crisp clarity, and classic beauty, with no dark overlay.
Kadar 6.:Same young rural female entrepreneur with brown hair in a ponytail, wearing a simple green dress, standing in front of her family farm gate. On a wooden table in front of her are jars of bean spread, glass jars with layered bean salads, and small eco paper packages of traditional bean seeds with labels. Warm afternoon light, optimistic atmosphere, cinematic comic illustration, semi-realistic style, detailed, storytelling panel, consistent character design, same face, same hairstyle, same clothing. Add a speech bubble. Speech bubble text in Serbian (ijekavian, Latin script). Use EXACTLY this text. Do not translate: "Prerada i umnožavanje sjemena znače veću dobit." Kadar 7:Same young rural female entrepreneur with brown ponytail and green dress, standing together with other young farmers in front of a rural cooperative building. They are smiling and holding a tablet showing online shop statistics. There are promotional banners, workshop tables with tasting samples, and rural tourism elements in the background. Bright hopeful atmosphere, cinematic comic style, semi-realistic illustration, detailed, storytelling panel, consistent character design, same face, same hairstyle, same clothing. Add a speech bubble. Speech bubble text in Serbian (ijekavian, Latin script). Use EXACTLY this text. Do not translate: "Biljni genetički resursi postaju osnova ruralnog razvoja." Kadar.:Same young rural female entrepreneur standing confidently next to a chalkboard with a written business formula. She is smiling proudly in front of her farm landscape at sunset. Warm golden light, inspirational mood, cinematic comic panel, semi-realistic illustration, detailed, consistent character design, same face, same hairstyle, same clothing. On the chalkboard write in Serbian (ijekavian, Latin script). Use EXACTLY this text. Do not translate: "10 ha × premium cijena × direktna prodaja × prerada = 100 000 KM godišnje prihoda" Add a speech bubble. Speech bubble text in Serbian (ijekavian, Latin script). Use EXACTLY this text. Do not translate: "Nisam izmislila ništa novo. Samo sam sačuvala staro — i pametno ga iskoristila."
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
A beautiful young woman with fair skin, light brown hair styled in a braid, and rosy cheeks stands outdoors in front of a rustic stone and ivy-covered building. She is wearing a simple, practical light brown dress with an apron-style overlay, suggestive of a farm setting. Her right arm is extended, and she is wearing a dark leather glove on her hand, upon which a messenger pigeon has just landed. The pigeon is a classic racing pigeon type, with iridescent green and purple neck feathers, and it has its wings slightly spread as if in the act of landing or adjusting. A small message capsule or scroll is clearly visible attached to one of its legs. The woman looks slightly upwards and to the right with a soft, warm expression, her lips slightly parted, as if acknowledging the pigeon or looking towards the message. In the background, to the right, is a picturesque green landscape under a bright sky with scattered clouds, featuring rolling hills, a small, distant stone building, and what appears to be an old cannon or piece of artillery, hinting at a historical wartime context. The overall lighting is warm and natural, creating a serene yet significant atmosphere.
A beautiful young woman with fair skin, light brown hair styled in a braid, and rosy cheeks stands outdoors in front of a rustic stone and ivy-covered building. She is wearing a simple, practical light brown dress with an apron-style overlay, suggestive of a farm setting. Her right arm is extended, and she is wearing a dark leather glove on her hand, upon which a messenger pigeon has just landed. The pigeon is a classic racing pigeon type, with iridescent green and purple neck feathers, and it has its wings slightly spread as if in the act of landing or adjusting. A small message capsule or scroll is clearly visible attached to one of its legs. The woman looks slightly upwards and to the right with a soft, warm expression, her lips slightly parted, as if acknowledging the pigeon or looking towards the message. In the background, to the right, is a picturesque green landscape under a bright sky with scattered clouds, featuring rolling hills, a small, distant stone building, and what appears to be an old cannon or piece of artillery, hinting at a historical wartime context. The overall lighting is warm and natural, creating a serene yet significant atmosphere.
A young boy, no older than 12, is intensely focused on climbing a steep, rocky hillside in the San Juan National Forest, specifically along the Piedra River. He is scrambling upwards on his hands and knees towards a cougar watching him approach from behind a bush above the boy. He is carrying a fishing rod held securely in one hand. The hill is covered in dry dirt and scattered small rocks with ponderosa pines and aspen trees in the landscape. Far below, at the bottom of the hillside, a clear, meandering mountain stream (the Piedra River) sparkles under twilight. The atmosphere is quiet, tense, capturing the stark beauty of the remote Colorado wilderness.
A young boy, no older than 12, is intensely focused on climbing a steep, rocky hillside in the San Juan National Forest, specifically along the Piedra River. He is scrambling upwards on his hands and knees towards a cougar watching him approach from behind a bush. He is carrying a fishing rod held securely in one hand. The hill is covered in dry dirt and scattered small rocks with ponderosa pines and aspen trees in the landscape. Far below, at the bottom of the hillside, a clear, meandering mountain stream (the Piedra River) sparkles under twilight. The atmosphere is quiet, tense, capturing the stark beauty of the remote Colorado wilderness.
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
A giant grouper fish, over a coral reef in the ocean, professional photography, extreme detail ( Psalms 124:1-6 KJVA A Song of degrees of David. If it had not been the LORD who was on our side, now may Israel say; (2) If it had not been the LORD who was on our side, when men rose up against us: (3) Then they had swallowed us up quick, when their wrath was kindled against us: (4) Then the waters had overwhelmed us, the stream had gone over our soul: (5) Then the proud waters had gone over our soul. (6) Blessed be the LORD, who hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.
My sincerest apologies that the Queen appeared angry! That's completely contrary to the "serene and noble expression" we aimed for and the dignity implied by Psalm 45. We need to explicitly reinforce a gentler, more gracious demeanor. You're also right to focus on the gold's shine. We can definitely enhance that. To address both issues—the expression and the gold's luminosity—we'll make two key adjustments: Refine Expression: Use stronger words for a gentle, majestic, and perhaps beatific expression. Enhance Gold's Shine: Introduce Baroque Art Style as a secondary influence. Baroque is famous for its dramatic light, intense gleam on metals and jewels, and dynamic richness, which will make the gold truly radiant. It pairs beautifully with Oil Painting for opulence. Revised Prompt for "Queen in Gold of Ophir - Gentle Expression & Shining Gold" Oil Painting Art Style, Baroque Art Style, a breathtakingly majestic and regal portrait of "The Queen in Gold of Ophir," inspired by Psalm 45. The Queen stands with impeccable grace and royal dignity, her posture radiating quiet power. Her expression is serene, gentle, and profoundly gracious, with a subtle, knowing smile, reflecting noble peace. She is adorned in an exquisitely elaborate gown woven entirely from the finest, purest gold of Ophir, which shimmers and gleams with unparalleled brilliance, catching every ray of light. Her attire is intricately embellished with countless precious jewels—sapphires, rubies, and emeralds—each sparkling intensely with Baroque dynamism. A delicate yet regal golden crown, also ablaze with light, rests upon her head. The setting is a grand, opulent royal palace chamber, with rich tapestries and polished marble, bathed in dramatic, warm, golden ambient light that creates striking highlights and deep, luxurious shadows, making her and her lavish garments glow. Focus on the unparalleled brilliance, texture, and radiant shine of her golden gown, the intense sparkle of her jewels, her majestic yet gentle presence, and the luxurious, sacred atmosphere befitting a queen in God's presence.
a group of young children holding up signs
A young boy, no older than 12, is intensely focused on climbing a steep, rocky hillside in the San Juan National Forest, specifically along the Piedra River. He is scrambling upwards on his hands and knees. He is carrying a fishing rod held securely in one hand. The hill is covered in dry dirt and scattered small rocks with ponderosa pines and aspen trees in the landscape. Just ahead and slightly above him is a dense scrub oak). Behind this bush, the head of a cougar is visible, watching the boy. Far below, at the bottom of the hillside, a clear, meandering mountain stream (the Piedra River) sparkles under twilight. The atmosphere is quiet, tense, capturing the stark beauty of the remote Colorado wilderness.
A young boy, no older than 12, is intensely focused on climbing a steep, rocky hillside in the San Juan National Forest, specifically along the Piedra River. He is scrambling upwards on his hands and knees. He is carrying a fishing rod held securely in one hand. The hill is covered in dry dirt and scattered small rocks with ponderosa pines and aspen trees in the landscape. Just ahead and slightly above him is a dense scrub oak). Behind this bush, the head of a cougar is visible, watching the boy climbing towards him unaware. Far below, at the bottom of the hillside, a clear, meandering mountain stream (the Piedra River) sparkles under twilight. The atmosphere is quiet, tense, capturing the stark beauty of the remote Colorado wilderness.
A young couple with two children stand in front of a wall-sized world map, facing the map. The young father is pointing to somewhere in Africa. The young mother is wearing a backpack and carrying one of the children on her hip.
Now therefore be ye not mockers, lest your bands be made strong: for I have heard from the Lord GOD of hosts a consumption, even determined upon the whole earth. (Isaiah 28:22 KJV)
A young couple with two children stand in front of a wall-sized world map, facing the map. The young father is pointing to somewhere in Africa. The young mother is wearing a backpack and one of the children is a baby that she's carrying in her arms.
A young couple with two children stand in front of a wall-sized world map, facing the map. The young father is interested in Africa. The young mother is wearing a backpack and one of the children is a baby that she's carrying in her arms.
2 young couples with children stand in front of a wall-sized world map, facing the map. One young father is talking to the other and they are interested in Africa. One young mother is wearing a backpack and the other has a baby that she's carrying in her arms. An older couple stand nearby