Day twenty-three
Beauty as defiant agenda

My heart had shattered into a million pieces. I fell in love with the way it multiplied, drawn to the little, shiny lights strewn across the floor. When the Son touched them, they became fractured rainbows of hope. In this way, the whare swept clean. I can not; so He does. This is your portion too [and my prayer].

Luke 11:34-36, Isaiah 58:8

Oil on Canvas Board
Framed in FSC Beechwood
8 in x 8 in, 12 x 12 in framed