In honor of this holy week, I'm reposting my oil pastel and little poem underneath, inspired by the wonderful quote from Bill Crowder. I'm ever grateful for the oh so Good Friday, and the day the stone was rolled away. Happy Easter, everyone.
"Godly love endures beyond life's hurts by pulling us relentlessly toward the never-diminishing care of the Father."
oil pastel on canvasette
I'm not eager for your wounds,
But I know they are faithful.
Putting self to death
And my heart full-blown will live again
Like a tulip in the doorway of your house.