Maria Lang

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Be Still This painting is a commission to be part of three stations honoring Jewish tradition to go up at the Cross on the Hill in Benezette, PA. When the Israelites were being pursued by the Egyptians after their escape from Egypt, they were frustrated … Continue readingBe Still

“This is what the kingdom of God is like. A man throws seed on the land. Night and day, while he sleeps, when he is awake, the seed is sprouting and growing; how, he does not know. Of its own accord the land produces first … Continue readingTending

This time through reading the Lord of the Rings, I’ve been especially moved by Aragorn’s story.  As the rightful king of Gondor, there is never a point where he forces the realization of his role. As the rightful king, the circumstances of his life lead him … Continue readingThe Hands of the King

“The wind blows where it will.” I’ve been increasingly attracted to how wild and unpredictable and free and dynamic Jesus is lately.  How mysterious and gritty and creative.  His behavior is that big abundant life he talks about. Not that our concepts are bad, but he’s just … Continue readingAbundantly

I’m so moved by how Jesus interacts with each person so differently. Even how he heals is unique every time. He’s stepping into the life and heart of each person in the way that they are most hungry for love.  Jesus doesn’t always touch people … Continue readingTouched

This past weekend, I went on an art retreat. I went two years ago when they last had it, and it was a turning point for me. I felt so honored in my creativity, felt it and me as a creative person being given a … Continue readingArizona in Grandma’s Eyes

This painting is inspired by Seamus Heaney’s poem “Digging” and one of Van Gogh’s sketches of a potato digger. I love both for the same reason. They emphasize beauty in the grit of life. Malcolm Guite makes the comment that true poetry either starts in … Continue readingI’ll Dig with This Brush

This Lent and Easter season I’ve been particularly struck by how Jesus’ friends abandoning him at the moment of his most profound agony is such a concrete symbol of how personal our sin is. And how personal Jesus’ forgiveness is.  I’m struck by how, at … Continue readingMy Own Peace I Give You