here's my latest painting...
I thought of Robin when she said she was like the nail that was driven into Jesus' hand and therefore became united to him in his sufferings. I would like to be like this angel who was there to strengthen and comfort him in the garden of gethsemane. I want to be sensitive to him, able to hear his softest whisper, know when his eyes are about to overflow with tears.
Luke 22:43And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him.
44And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.