30 x 30 x 1. 5 inches
Acrylic on Canvas
2024

Like a bare tree in a withered garden
People have stories that were lost long ago.

The crescent moon and stars that shined in the early evening that I looked at when I was young. It was the comfort and hope of my heart.

One day I realized that I was living without that story.
Like a pomegranate bearing fruit, nor like a hummingbird pausing in flight before a flower.

Yet, God loved me.
In the grace of Jesus Christ, the light of life, He was opening His door.