Amidst golds and browns of a sunlit hiking path, a massive tan rock obstructs the fluency of the trail. Creating an abrupt pause from a steadfast gait, this huge rock could be seen as a maddening hindrance. But could it possibly mark a place of rest, a spot in which to reflect and to get one’s bearings?
I am a Christian. I tend to see good in things like this rock in the path. God often puts
rest stops at proper places to enable us to catch our breath, so to speak.
To capture this concept of a restful pause,
I painted a walking stick leaning upon this huge rock.
The walking stick points to where the path continues.
Thus the path is never lost and after resting, the journey continues.
Thus the path is never lost and after resting, the journey continues.