Psalm 91 says that under His wings we shall find refuge. As a child, I loved to play in my closet. I plugged my desk lamp into an extension cord and took it in there with me and would write or color or pretend I was in a cave. The closeness of my clothes hanging down just added to the feeling of being hidden away and I could stay in there without feeling claustrophobic. As I look at the "opening" in this latest painting, it makes me want to crawl into it as I did my closet all those years ago and find restful, worship filled refuge in the shadow of His wings.
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