10/28/2025
My dad was very sick in the hospital far away from me while I painted this. I painted and prayed. Prayed and painted.
I started to think what is like to be held. Safe, comforted, even if things aren't ok, when you're held, things just feel better.
I was able to go visit him and hold his hand. Hold him in an embrace. Just like he used to hold me. Just like the shore holds the water, even when it's in motion, splashing on the rocks. Just like the One who made it all, holds it all. ๐ค
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"Held" 48ร60" oil on canvas