THE UNFINISHED CANVAS
In my self-portrait, in the exhausted flesh of this human body, I see the nail prints in the patient, loving hands of the King of Kings, the Lord of all, and a fearful child resisting the inevitable path of eternity.
THE UNFINISHED CANVAS
In my self-portrait, in the exhausted flesh of this human body, I see the nail prints in the patient, loving hands of the King of Kings, the Lord of all, and a fearful child resisting the inevitable path of eternity.