Fellowship Art Show is coming up soon. The theme is 'Saving Peter--a broken life restored--'
The entries accepted will be taken to the church tomorrow afternoon and will be hung next week getting ready for the showing which runs June 5-13. This is one of two of my entries that was accepted--a 30" x 40" canvas done in acrylics entitled 'Living Water.'
This is such a fun and inspirational art show--there are three categories of entries--
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There are oils, acrylics, watercolors, digital works, photography, sculptures--so much beauty for the eye to behold. And to have it to connect to a biblical theme can be very emotional and life-changing.
We had to turn in an artists' inspiration statement to accompany our art. It had to be fairly brief since it will hang beside the piece. I am posting mine below.
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There are oils, acrylics, watercolors, digital works, photography, sculptures--so much beauty for the eye to behold. And to have it to connect to a biblical theme can be very emotional and life-changing.
We had to turn in an artists' inspiration statement to accompany our art. It had to be fairly brief since it will hang beside the piece. I am posting mine below.
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A few years ago I wrote this poem about Peter--from Peter's eyes--
When did I fall so badly--
Did it start when my trust failed?
Did it start when my trust failed?
When He told me to come to him
on ripples of liquid glass,
Glass that shattered and broke
beneath my feet as I glanced down?
beneath my feet as I glanced down?
When did I fall so badly
Was it when He found us sleeping--
Not keeping watch as He asked?
I thought I would go to the grave with Him,
And then, just as He said, I denied Him thrice
Before the rooster crowed even once.
A lonelier, more haunting sound I've never heard
than that of the cock crowing--
Announcing the dawn of a new day.
As it brought good news to some,
Dread invaded my anguished thoughts--
How could I face the day filled with this dark knowledge?
Knowledge that I had denied, had lied,
Knowledge that I had denied, had lied,
had cursed the One I loved so much--
The one for whom I left home, family and my life's work.
It had come to this--
When faced with the question of knowing Jesus,
I crumpled in fear and self-love.
And I wonder..............
When Jesus, burdened with the sin of the world,
went to the garden to pray,
And returned not once, not twice,
but three times and found us sleeping . . . .
If I had been praying then
Would I have denied Him a trio of times later?
While looking down at shadowy mirrored depths
my faith had faltered,
my faith had faltered,
While looking up at a heart broken
from carrying the weight of my darkness,
from carrying the weight of my darkness,
My faith was quickened and I knew....
Knew that there would be another day with Him,
A day when all He had taught us
would come true,
A day He would ask me,
not once, not twice, but three times--
not once, not twice, but three times--
"Peter, do you love me?"
A day I would have the chance to say
not once, not twice, but three times--
not once, not twice, but three times--
"Yes, Master, You know I do."
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