Monday, September 14 2020
How is it possible to shout for joy in a pandemic world? For those of us who check the statistics of the Coronavirus out daily, and who mourne for the loss of loved ones, it is an impossible thing to do, or is it?
We are all missing the joy of living in a relaxed and joyful way, planning our next function and with whom to dine!
Our lives are now changed for ever. Everyone in this generation, living in these pandemic times from the Arctic to the Antarctic are affected by this virus, a horrible little splot without significance except its deadliness. I read that it is white, yellowish with a touch of red on its receptors under microscope. It is invisible to the naked eye.
Take another look at Psalm 32 to see that this virus has a second cousin that prevails around the globe today and has always done so. That second cousin is SIN
Sin is simply doing wrong in as many ways as there are grains of sand, you could say. Sins are small, unseen, but their affects are obvious! Maybe not to every eye as each one of us has a secret place where our sins hide.
King David says about this topic: Verse 5: Finally, I confessed all my sins to you (the Lord) and stopped trying to hide my guilt. I said to myself, "I shall confess my rebellion to the Lord." And you forgave me!
That is the victory point: God the Lord forgave David his sins. He is now ecstatic with relief and wants to share this moment in time. He writes his song down and sings it (my notion here). But, he was a musician and I am sure he would be singing like a lark.
Our own victory begins deep within our hearts, where only the Lord can see clearly. Like the virus, our sins are hidden but the consequences are devastating to our lives, our health and our loved ones.
Forgiveness from the Lord is like a vaccine for the Covid 19 (still waiting for that moment)
For now, confess your sins to the Lord and feel the forgiveness rushing over you and shout for joy.
Please do not be offended by the portrait of an unknown Aboriginal man in my Blog.
No bad intentions are meant in any way if this man reminds you of someone you know. I show no disrespect to coloured people and ask that you forgive any indiscretion you think you may find here. I respect the original folk who lived in this land before others arrived. God bless you all.
Remember, I have an Irish heritage and being a portrait painter has been part of my life since age 3 or 4 when I drew girls in fine dresses. It is simply my artistic expression. I love bringing an image to life in my art and in books, so it gives me immense enjoyment. When I created this picture I loved every moment and learned a lot about skin colour, people's expressions and the difficult in bringing an image to life. I fell in love with this painting and will always treasure it.