Weeping With Us; 2013; 20" x 29 1/2"; mixed media: watercolor, charcoal, pastel. Many years ago, I painted this image about grief and finding God so very present, actually weeping with me in it. Now, please allow me to share with you about a book written by a dear friend of mine that powerfully captures…Read more When God Weeps With Us
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Grieving With Those Who Grieve
Grieving With Those Who Grieve; 2021; 10" x 13"; mixed media: watercolor, acrylic, graphite, crayon. Today I grieve… For women widowed too soon and fatherless children, For victims of senseless violence and those who love them, For children wounded, battling lies embedded before conscious thought, For millions across the world who lack access to healthcare,…Read more Grieving With Those Who Grieve
Shattering Into Joy
When I brought him home five years ago, I was broken too. His leg had betrayed him, shattering mid-stride when the thrill of the race outpaced his physical capability. His passion had disintegrated into pieces. I, too, scrambled to collect the shards of a dream. Hope for someone I dearly love had collided with her…Read more Shattering Into Joy
Of Loss and Hope
The grief, the loss of what she had hoped for, lapped as relentlessly, as inevitably, as the breakers crashing again and again—minute after minute, day after day. Repeating their reach and retreat for millennia. Tumbling like so much seaweed, all of what-almost-was washed ashore, only to be drug back out again. Over and over.…Read more Of Loss and Hope
The Final Portal
Just a few days ago we visited a friend in hospice care. I recognized the signs: he stood on heaven's threshhold. Today he crossed over. Strange, the straddling of two worlds. The one leaving, caught betwixt and between, seeing one and then the other. While those who walk with them weep for the coming reality,…Read more The Final Portal
Loss
I began this painting about a week after my grandma transitioned from this life to the next. Since then, we've been working together as a family to hold an estate sale and prepare her house for the market. But last week, I set aside the logistics for a few mornings to complete the painting, to…Read more Loss
Another Day in Kenya – Chapter 16
Another Day in Kenya - Chapter 16 In the Arena “It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by…Read more Another Day in Kenya – Chapter 16
Always (Love Never Ends)
It's been about five years since my Dad left this earth. His departure shocked me and shook me to the core of my being. Of kindred spirits, he was one of the closest. The current of mutual adoration running between us was so abruptly cut off, I was left disoriented and blind, suddenly lost…Read more Always (Love Never Ends)
Knee Deep in Ashes
I'm standing knee deep in ashes. The shards of shattered dreams now crumble over scorched earth. Years ago, I dreamed, I yearned, I claimed. I clutched my heart's desire. But sometimes challenges twist into diagnoses, early tremors quicken into full-blown quakes. I stand here, not at all sure I remember the heart once beating strong…Read more Knee Deep in Ashes
Of Loss and Hope
I could still hear her crying in protest as I walked away, down a long, sun-laced hall, like a gangplank. The flap of my flip-flops echoed off tile floors, metal-frame windows, and cement walls. I passed an open doorway where older children huddled at a wooden table perched in an otherwise empty room. A sole…Read more Of Loss and Hope
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