Riches stored in secret places and treasures in the dark, says Isaiah.
I’m moving into a season in life where I’m more aware than usual that I can’t see where I’m going, and more than usual I have peace with that. There are untold blessings waiting to be showered in the darkness.
The day moves. The night stays, holding its treasures.
God feels bigger in the dark basilica, the dark sky, in community gathered in the night. In the dark moments of my life where I can’t see where I’m going, if I live into the darkness, he grows in my life and heart. I find him more and richer.
These paintings are reflections of when I found life richer in the dark.
