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The Dearmans

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Deby's Story

Mobile became a garden of creativity for us. We wrote many, many new songs, especially for Come to the Quiet, and also for the healing ministry that the Bodishbaugh’s led, “The Journey to Wholeness in Christ.”  We led worship for that ministry for years. We even traveled to Europe for some of these -  Belgium, Holland, Germany which was life to our weary souls.  Each three day conference was powerful with many receiving healing from the wounds of their past, but for us each conference was like a spiritual tune-up keeping us on the path to wholeness. We’ll forever be grateful to Conlee and Signa for including us and making room for our music in their ministry.    One of the unique elements of Come to the Quiet was that the Table was front and center. The musicians and speakers were off to the side in order for all the attention to be on the King of Kings.  Come to the Quiet unfolded like a beautiful flower - petal by petal. Our favorite was called   “The Intimate Place of Meeting” In the liturgy we talked about how many stories in scripture mentioned those who simply wanted to be near Jesus.  The woman who touched the hem of His garment, the man let down through the roof, the crowds that pushed forward just to get near Him.

Then Signa shared a story of the miracles that happened in His Presence. 

The songs all had a theme - the first being ‘Worship is the Key’ about that key being the one that opened the door to His Presence.
 Our decorator, Tricia Willis, had designed the large altar to be covered by a beautiful tent. Fabric draped, sheer curtains edged with tassels and pomegranates. The floor of the altar area was then covered in oriental carpets, and luxurious floor cushions, animal skins were tossed over the cushions and then the ilies . . . Fresh lilies surrounded the mosaic of Jesus at the front of the altar area.    Everyone had to walk down the long center aisle  up the stairs to the altar and then bow down to enter into the opening to the tent. 

You could actually hear people gasp as they stood and saw the beauty inside the tent. The communion table was covered in regal fabrics with small bells and pomegranates attached. 

There was a large mirror hung with a huge basin of water where each participant could wash before approaching the table. The priests told us that the glory cloud was so strong within the tent that they literally had to hold on to the rail in order to stay standing to serve communion.  And it actually took two hours that night because no one wanted to move. Once inside the tent - they didn’t want to leave. Many would fall on their faces and linger. 

All this while the worship rose and fell like waves. We had amazing musicians who joined us with guitar,s tin whistle and beautiful voices. And at one point we could hear what sounded like heaven joining in. The sound was bigger than our voices - I’m convinced that angels joined our choir that night as we focused on His tangible presence.
   Come to the Quiet Out of this journey came Come to the Quiet—
a multi-sensory worship experience designed
to slow the soul and awaken the heart. Through music, atmosphere, and beauty,
these gatherings have created space
for stillness, healing,
and renewed connection with God.  Where Art Became an Altar In more recent years, Deby has stepped more fully
into the visual arts—teaching, creating, and sharing
an invitation to encounter God
through beauty and the quiet language of art. What began as personal expression
has become a pathway for others—
a place where creativity becomes sacred space.  The Journey Continues When we look back, we are filled with gratitude. And yet… we know we are not finished. In this season, new expressions are taking shape—
stories being written,
paintings coming to life,
and quiet spaces being prepared. Together, we have opened The Table of His Presence—
a place where music, devotion, and beauty
are shared each month as an offering. A quiet gathering place
for those who long to be refreshed,
to listen,
and simply be.  There are still songs waiting to be written.
Paintings waiting to come to life.
Stories still unfolding. 

About Deby I’m Deby Dearman—
an artist, lyricist, and worshiper
with a lifelong pull toward beauty
in all its forms. Because my father was in the military,
much of my childhood was spent overseas— wandering cobblestone streets in Italy,
standing beneath Juliet’s balcony in Verona,
and quietly taking in the textures, colors,
and wonder of places that felt
like living storybooks. Those early years left their mark. They shaped the way I see the world—
and the way I create.  My creative life has unfolded
in many seasons— on stage,
in music,
through photography,
and now, through paint. Alongside my husband Kirk,
I’ve written songs that have traveled
far beyond us,
and together we helped co-found Project Exalt—
using the arts as a way to glorify God
across Europe.  There came a season
when my voice changed—
and with it, my direction. And in that quiet turning,
painting became a new language. A way to speak
through color and texture,
through stillness,
through the gentle unfolding
of something deeper.  Now, whether through music,
art, or story,
my desire is simple— to create space
where beauty can be felt,
where hearts can rest,
and where something sacred
can quietly awaken.  If you find yourself here,
browsing a painting,
listening to a song,
or simply lingering for a moment— I hope you encounter
peace,
presence,
and a renewed sense of wonder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About Deby

I’m Deby Dearman—
an artist, lyricist, and worshiper
with a lifelong pull toward beauty
in all its forms.

Because my father was in the military,
much of my childhood was spent overseas—

wandering cobblestone streets in Italy,
standing beneath Juliet’s balcony in Verona,
and quietly taking in the textures, colors,
and wonder of places that felt
like living storybooks.

Those early years left their mark.

They shaped the way I see the world—
and the way I create.

 

My creative life has unfolded
in many seasons—

on stage,
in music,
through photography,
and now, through paint.

Alongside my husband Kirk,
I’ve written songs that have traveled
far beyond us,
and together we helped co-found Project Exalt—
using the arts as a way to glorify God
across Europe.

 

There came a season
when my voice changed—
and with it, my direction.

And in that quiet turning,
painting became a new language.

A way to speak
through color and texture,
through stillness,
through the gentle unfolding
of something deeper.

 

Now, whether through music,
art, or story,
my desire is simple—

to create space
where beauty can be felt,
where hearts can rest,
and where something sacred
can quietly awaken.

 

If you find yourself here,
browsing a painting,
listening to a song,
or simply lingering for a moment—

I hope you encounter
peace,
presence,
and a renewed sense of wonder.


 

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