I stumbled upon Leanne Goebel like a hidden book in an old bookstore. I was hanging a picture in my office, one that I loved but that had been residing in our waiting room. My suite mate decided to take it down and put a different picture up over the coffee machine, and the lowly… Continue reading The Unknown artist
There are nights I want to crawl into my own skin… how about you? The desert route seems the only one, making my rounds in the uninhabited wasteland of desolation. I walk around for a while and things get quiet. I realize, this might not be such a bad place after all. I have nothing… Continue reading The Desert Route
We all have a message. God has made us each unique and accounted for. We have our own victories and struggles, and we need to be able to own all of it. I have tried to write for twenty-four hours and just couldn’t. Sometimes I am just stifled by the world. Many times I just… Continue reading What is your message?
How do we make decisions? Do we enter into a state of unrest, losing sleep…drawing lots? Or do we enter the sanctuary to make decisions, allow the silence of our hearts to commune with God, engrave His name like a seal as a reminder of whose decision it really is? (Exodus 28:21; 28-29). Decisions should… Continue reading The breastpiece of decision
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Living Catholic artist, Ladislav Záborský was sentenced in Slovakia for treason to seven years imprisonment in 1954 but was released on Christmas Eve 1957. His crime? He painted Christ as a worker in 1949. His other religious art was labelled corrupt.While imprisoned, Ladislav felt as if his hands were nailed…