What a beauty captured here. . .
This post is dedicated to my husband, Bucky. For the strength he offers night and day in the chilled challenge of my disease.
Art, Music, Dance, Plays, Musicals, Great Films, Books, most creative forms of expression draw me out and in. . .I’m keenly aware of coming outside of my own perspective and entering an enlightened vision of another’s imagination. If used for His Glory, these expressions broaden my sense of Who God is, Who I am and How another sees/experiences their world.
First thought I had beyond the peace and beauty of this amazing vision and gifted talent, was of my husband and the little girl inside of me.
Here is the strength of my husband pictured out as this burly bear, walking with slow, steady, gentleness to allow my hand to rest on the nap of his neck for guidance, banking me from falling into the chilly water. I’m not blonde, but I live that hair crowned life through two of my daughters. 😉 This speaks to my little girl, against this big, bad, cold/winter world that lets people get sick and love suffer the cost.
Michael Sowa calls me, through this canvased expression, into the knowledge of God’s Word, to the still waters of Psalm 23,
where strength and vulnerability walk in pace with His restoration of beloved companionship.
We are all called to walk with one another, in strength and stillness for our Lord.
Welcome Readers: Brazil and Hungary. I hope you will be blessed ♥