The Gate: 36″ x “20 canvas

Description

I stand before a gate. The trees, branches, leaves, grass—they all look like demons to me. I hear a whisper in the Garden. It is my Father, saying:

“Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?”

“Father,” I say, “here am I; send me”.

We spoke these same words long ages ago.

The gate opens, and I take my first step into the Garden.