all day long I go about mourning.
My back is filled with searing pain; there is no health in my body.
I am feeble and utterly crushed; I groan in anguish of heart.
~Psalm 38: 6-8
Unintentionally, the latest two paintings I've completed go together thematically quite well. I recently finished a piece simply called Frail, that depicts a figure in a vulnerable state. This piece represents the lowest moment of our lives - whatever that may be. Knowing we are imperfect, broken, and in need of a Savior. Psalm 38 describes an infliction on David from God in response to his sin. Brokenness is inevitable for us all.
oil on linen
For Frail in particular, it represents vulnerability. It represents our nakedness after the fall of Adam and Eve. It represents our shame, and our inability to hide it from the Almighty.
The most recent painting, just finished today, is called O Lord, Make Us Pure Again.
Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean;
wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
Let me hear joy and gladness;
let the bones you have crushed rejoice.
Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquity.
Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Do not cast me from Your presence or take Your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of Your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.
~Psalm 51: 7-12
|O Lord, Make Us Pure Again|
oil on canvas