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.