“Aleph. Blessed Are The Undefiled In The Way, Who Walk In The Law Of The Lord.” (Psalms 119:1, Kjv) Art

“ALEPH. Blessed are the undefiled in the way, who walk in the law of the LORD.” (Psalms 119:1, KJV)
“Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful.” (Psalms 1:1, KJV)
“The Lord builds up Jerusalem; he gathers up the outcasts and brings them home.” (Psalms 147:2, TPT)
In days to come I stood amazed, walking through that forest, at the blazing symphony of color it brought forth, seemingly just for me. I grew to love my friend’s words in a new way, through the astounding beauty of the spectacle he knew was coming when he said them. I was young then, and didn’t know I had many autumns ahead of me.
Walking into a workshop, a clean, but well-used work area with low light, I see a straight-on view of an old workbench with a vise mounted on it, with tools hanging on the wall behind it. A handsaw, brace-and-bit, several different size and styles of screwdrivers, several chisels hanging in a rack together, a couple mallets and clawhammers, and particularly, a large carpenter's square.
Express without words “And the king stood by a pillar, and made a covenant before the LORD, to walk after the LORD, and to keep his commandments and his testimonies and his statutes with all their heart and all their soul, to perform the words of this covenant that were written in this book. And all the people stood to the covenant.” (2 Kings 23:3, KJV)
Express without words “Then was the secret revealed unto Daniel in a night vision. Then Daniel blessed the God of heaven. Daniel answered and said, Blessed be the name of God for ever and ever: for wisdom and might are his: And he changeth the times and the seasons: he removeth kings, and setteth up kings: he giveth wisdom unto the wise, and knowledge to them that know understanding: He revealeth the deep and secret things: he knoweth what is in the darkness, and the light dwelleth with him. I thank thee, and praise thee, O thou God of my fathers, who hast given me wisdom and might, and hast made known unto me now what we desired of thee: for thou hast now made known unto us the king's matter.” (Daniel 2:19-23, KJV)
“For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.” (Psalms 9:18, KJV)
Express without words “I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.” (Psalms 3:5, KJV)
Southeast Asia. Modern day. The damaged and the broken ones; all rooted in the past, live life the way it always was, from their first day to their last. Motes of dust in beams of light, in the darkness of this day, we tip the hat and give a nod, for the truth we can’t convey. Everything is real, but nothing matters, anyway. Where life is only what must be, from the cradle to the grave. Everyone does what they can: Nothing less, but sure no more. Tip the hat and give a nod to the ones who’ve gone before. We tip our hats and give the nod to the world we’ve all ignored
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
In days to come I stood amazed, walking through that forest, at the blazing symphony of color it brought forth, seemingly just for me. I grew to love my friend’s words in a new way, through the astounding beauty of the spectacle he knew was coming when he said them. I was young then, and didn’t know I had many autumns ahead of me.
First century Palestine. Jesus walking away from the camera with 2 of His disciples. The Temple sits high on a hill in the distance with the road going up to it. Merchants and houses line the road. People are coming and going both ways.
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
First century Jerusalem at the "gate beautiful" to the temple grounds. Peter and John were going up to the temple at the hour of prayer, the ninth hour. And a man lame from birth was being carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple that is called the Beautiful Gate to ask alms of those entering the temple. Seeing Peter and John about to go into the temple, he asked to receive alms. And Peter directed his gaze at him, as did John, and said, “Look at us.” And he fixed his attention on them, expecting to receive something from them. But Peter said, “I have no silver and gold, but what I do have I give to you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk!” And he took him by the right hand and raised him up, and immediately his feet and ankles were made strong.
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
Express without words “(8-9) Everyone look! Come and see the breathtaking wonders of our God. For he brings both ruin and revival. He’s the one who makes conflicts end throughout the earth, breaking and burning every weapon of war.” (Psalms 46:8, TPT)
a tree in nature
A simple cartoon-style propaganda poster drawn with bold, thick marker lines. Use a limited color palette of bright red, dark navy blue, white, and small black outlines. At the top, include a cool, bold propaganda-style font that looks hand-drawn with marker, saying: “FOUR LEGS GOOD, TWO LEGS BETTER!” Make the word “BETTER” much larger and more dramatic. In the center, show a group of white sheep with simple cartoon faces, wide excited eyes, and big happy smiles, cheering together. The sheep should look identical and drawn with simple marker outlines. They are looking at a pig who is walking upright on two legs in a bright spotlight. The pig should be glowing or surrounded by simple marker-drawn light rays to show fake admiration. Add confetti, simple celebration lines, and maybe one sheep holding a small sign. The background should use strong blocks of red and navy blue, like a simple propaganda poster. Include very simple outlines of a barn or farmhouse in the background. Overall style: cute cartoon, clean, bold marker strokes, easy shapes, limited colors, and a brainwashed, energetic vibe.
“For Yahweh is great and glorious in the midst of his Zion-people. He is exalted above all!” (Psalms 99:2, TPT)
a painting of a man holding a stick in front of a statue
Personal POV scene. Me and Jesus in the desert on a cool morning at daybreak walking toward a bright star. Jesus is wearing old clothes and carrying a satchel. I’m wearing old clothes and sandals just like Him. The air is cool and crisp. The sky is bright blue on the horizon with deep purple fading into black at the upper atmosphere. The air is crisp and clear. It’s like the desert in California looking east toward Arizona. There are desert hills on the north and south sides and mountains in the distance.
Place this text in the foreground of my newly generated Vintage Film Burn image… “Dawn, gentle, beginnings of a new day lighting our paths and illuminating our way…. I’ve always thought of you with love and warmth and hardly questioned why… always felt a special bond that’s led to years of friendship and smiles… I found in you the gentle spirit of a certain truth and could NOT look away because in you I saw proof…..of HIM…” Also include an image in the background of a soft sunrise seen over an ocean’s horizon A Dawn to Remember….by JPRussell
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
An interior scene, walking into an old woodworker's shop. The shop is orderly and neat, but well-used. I see a workbench in front of me with a woodworker's vise mounted on it. Several chisels, screwdrivers, mallets, claw hammers, and other such tools are hanging on the wall behind the bench. A very nice black Windsor Chair is positioned on the bench ready for the seat to be repaired. Ambient light is low, and beams of light are streaming in from a source above, with motes of dust floating around in them. Everything is ready for work.
“Now after the death of Moses the servant of the LORD it came to pass, that the LORD spake unto Joshua the son of Nun, Moses' minister, saying, Moses my servant is dead; now therefore arise, go over this Jordan, thou, and all this people, unto the land which I do give to them, even to the children of Israel. Every place that the sole of your foot shall tread upon, that have I given unto you, as I said unto Moses. From the wilderness and this Lebanon even unto the great river, the river Euphrates, all the land of the Hittites, and unto the great sea toward the going down of the sun, shall be your coast.” (Joshua 1:1-4, KJV)
Thou I walk through the valley shadow of death I shall fear no evil
a painting of two men fighting with each other
Walking into a workshop, a clean, but well-used work area with low light, I see beams of light from an overhead source, perhaps a high window, with motes of dust floating around in them, between me and a straight-on view of a woodworker's workbench with a vise mounted on it and some random tools laid out from a job just completed. I see many tools hanging on the wall behind the bench, and stored underneath. A long well-cared for handsaw, a brace-and-bit, several different sizes and styles of wood chisels hanging in a rack together, a couple mallets and a good framing hammer, and particularly, a large well-defined carpenter's square.
still life with everyday objects
It is God the only Son, who is close to the Father's heart
a painting of a man holding a fist
Thou I walk through the valley shadow of death I shall fear no evil
The milky way centered through the middle of the image.
Personal POV scene. Me and Jesus in the desert on a cool morning at daybreak walking toward a bright star. Jesus is wearing old clothes and carrying a satchel. I’m wearing old clothes and sandals just like Him. The air is cool and crisp. The sky is bright blue on the horizon with deep purple fading into black at the upper atmosphere. The air is crisp and clear. It’s like the desert in California looking east toward Arizona. There are desert hills on the north and south sides and mountains in the distance.
An outdoor scene in at the beach. A White Mom and African-American Dad walk away from the camera with their two kids, all holding hands. The mood is warm and safe. The sun is setting in the distance. Everyone is wearing beach-style clothes, not bathing suits. It's a pretty happy family.
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow— Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes goes so little that there’s none of him at all. He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play, And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close behind me, he’s a coward you can see; I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
a black and white drawing of a man with his arms outstretched
a black and white drawing of a demon
a painting of a woman walking down the street
Create without words “So we will never fear even if every structure of support were to crumble away. We will not fear even when the earth quakes and shakes, moving mountains and casting them into the sea.” (Psalms 46:2, TPT)
wide landscape with natural scenery