Original, Acrylic on Canvas, Framed, White/Dark Interior Floater Frame
Words…I am not defined by the words that wounded me; I am being formed by the words that give me life. The old ones fall away, His words become seeds, seeds become growth. And if we stay long enough, those words become flowers.
What He says about me is still growing.
Part of the ongoing “The Becoming Garden Series” ~ a collection exploring growth through every season; the moody, the brave and the unexpected. These are declarations, rising from tension and texture, carrying both soil and sky. Evidence that becoming is rarely neat, transformation is messy and there’s beauty in the waiting. And we find little moments of joy along the way.
Original, Acrylic on Canvas, Framed, White/Dark Interior Floater Frame
Words…I am not defined by the words that wounded me; I am being formed by the words that give me life. The old ones fall away, His words become seeds, seeds become growth. And if we stay long enough, those words become flowers.
What He says about me is still growing.
Part of the ongoing “The Becoming Garden Series” ~ a collection exploring growth through every season; the moody, the brave and the unexpected. These are declarations, rising from tension and texture, carrying both soil and sky. Evidence that becoming is rarely neat, transformation is messy and there’s beauty in the waiting. And we find little moments of joy along the way.
