“So In The Seventh Month Of The Hundred And Sixtieth Year, At The Feast Of The Tabernacles, Jonathan Put On The Holy Robe, And Art

a man sitting in the dark with his arms crossed
A coastal scene at golden hour
a painting of a man sitting at a desk with a book
A cinematic oil painting of the 'harvest of reward.' Glowing silhouettes of souls gathered in celestial halls made of clouds and amber light. In the distance, a metaphorical field of golden wheat representing the harvest. Warm, glowing color palette: burnt orange, gold leaf, and deep mahogany. Soft brushwork, divine and majestic atmosphere.
a drawing of a man sitting at a table with a book
a black and white drawing of a person on a surfboard
a black and white drawing of a knight on a horse
a black and white drawing of a knight on a horse
a black and white drawing of a person on a skateboard
a black and white drawing of a person on a snowboard
a black and white drawing of a person on a skateboard
a black and white drawing of a person on a snowboard
a painting of a man jumping in the air
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
a painting of a woman and a wolf
a painting of a man and a wolf
“And cast ye the unprofitable servant into outer darkness: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.” (Matthew 25:30, KJV)
a painting of a man sitting on a couch
a painting of a man sitting on a couch
a painting of a man sitting on a bench
Jesus stands at the door and knocks
a painting of a man holding a soccer ball
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a man sitting on top of a tree stump
a painting of a man with a hat on his head
a man standing in the dark with his hand on his chin
a man sitting in the dark with his hands on his knees
a man sitting in the dark with his hands folded in front of him
a man standing in front of a wall with his hands in his pockets
a painting of a man sitting in front of a plate of candles
a painting of a man in a karate stance
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers