There are times I have many feelings and thoughts rolling and mulling around my heart and mind. Times I am not sure what to say or do about deep emotions and memories I have. So art is another way I talk. And pray.
On this particular day we were sailing on the Sound. It was such a lovely summer afternoon. Quiet lapping of the waves against our sailboat. The sun was bright and the breeze was pleasant. I didn't want to go back home, but we were headed to the marina. It was time to go.It was an end to a particular special weekend.
I am grateful for another way to speak about such tender things. And quietly pray to a God who hears and loves me.
" And the channels of the sea appeared...He sent from above, He took me; He drew me out of many waters..." . 2 Samuel 22:16,17
"And He shall be as the light of the morning, when the sun rises, even a morning without clouds.." . 2 Samuel 23:4
Artist & Storyteller
"The grass fadeth and the flower, but the word of our God shall stand forever." -Isaiah 40:8