The Colors of Hope

This is a small abstract landscape I recently painted. Each day the sun rises giving us a new day filled with possibilities. I call this painting, ‘The Colors of Hope’
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Thank you Creator for offering us renewal and new beginnings. Amen

Preaching the Gospel Without Words

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An artist friend saw a painting of mine titled, "The Passion" and unknown to me it moved him in a way that inspired him to search himself about his spiritual beliefs and moved him to paint this beautiful "Crucifixion of Christ". I am both honored and humbled by this. This shows the power of God at work, even when no words are spoken.

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Crucifixion of Jesus Christ...

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20in x 24in acrylic on canvas

With Easter upcoming, my own thoughts on religion, faith, and spirituality have been on my mind.

Although raised a Christian by my wonderful parents, I never really know what I actually believed.  Yes, I attended weekly Sunday school, church sermon, and youth group-- not to mention going to a private Christian school.  However, did I believe or did I believe due to my surroundings and upbringing?

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An artist friend saw a painting of mine titled, "The Passion" and unknown to me it moved him in a way that inspired him to search himself about his spiritual beliefs and moved him to paint this beautiful "Crucifixion of Christ". I am both honored and humbled by this. This shows the power of God at work, even when no words are spoken. St. Francis of Assisi said, "Preach the Gospel at all times, and when necessary, use words." Thank you Cory for your beautiful painting and testimony.

If God is Infinite, Can My Image of God Also Be Unlimited?

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 The necessity of allowing one’s image of God to be flexible came to me recently as I spoke with the mother of a young gay man who had died from a drug overdose.  She confessed to me that she had not been a ‘good mother,’ unable to fully embrace her son’s sexuality.  She withheld her unconditional love from him because her image of God was of a God who did not unconditionally love…

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Note:  From time to time I do an "Encore Post" of a previously published post. If your seeing this for the first time, may you find it meaningful. If your reading it again I hope you find something new in it.