This is a shady scene. Money on the table, a dimly lit room, armed men looking nervous. Is it the backroom of some seedy tavern or the basement of a gangster? And what’s with all the pointing? When I was in Rome this past June, I had the joy of meeting up with my sister. […]
Category Archives: Being Human
May
01
Man of Sorrows
posted by laurieetta
Come, sit with me awhile. This painting feels to me like Christ is inviting me into an intimate conversation about what surrounds him. Or maybe Jesus would rather be alone. Is he pondering what must take place in order to fulfill his Father’s will? Perhaps solitude would be more desirable. It’s hard to tell. This […]
April
19
Weakness or Strength?
posted by laurieetta
Today is “Good” Friday. Everyone always questions why it is called “good” since it is the day that our Lord was killed. I suppose you could say it is good because what appears to be a moment of defeat is really a moment of victory. Oswald Chambers says, “The greatest note of triumph ever sounded […]
April
09
Who Killed Jesus?
posted by laurieetta
If we ask the question, “Who killed Jesus?” we might get differing answers. Pontius Pilate sentenced him to death, but the religious leaders encouraged him to do so. Do we blame Caiaphas, the High Priest? Or the angry mob who yelled, “Crucify him!” One BBC article I read said that many experts believe that, more […]
April
05
“I’ll be praying for you.”
posted by laurieetta
This monochromatic pencil and ink sketch is so simple, yet poignant. The old man’s altar is an unimpressive piece of furniture—nothing grand or ornate. He doesn’t need a church altar or padded pew. The humility depicted in this scene may be the reason it feels intimate. In solitude and without fanfare, a faithful man talks […]
March
25
The Modern-Day Prodigal
posted by laurieetta
This Sunday’s text is a familiar one—the story of the Prodigal Son. The youngest son takes his inheritance early, squanders it on questionable living and then returns home, relieved to be forgiven and welcomed by his father. The father throws a banquet for the prodigal son. The older brother is a little miffed at this […]
March
19
Longing for Home
posted by laurieetta
Meet Christina. A young woman in a stark landscape. You can sense a story is unfolding here, a mystery perhaps. Why is she in the middle of the field? What is she staring at, or waiting for? Is her upper body tense with longing, or with fear? Anna Christina Olson, the subject of this painting, […]
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