This painting was done on site, several years ago.  It was 103 degrees and the dewpoints were tropical.  The boat was anchored in a marina when Paul painted it.  The mood created by the blues and greens is almost ghostly.


The opaque murkiness of an impenetrable sky surrounds you.  Your mind swirls with empty thoughts. You feel alone, lost, unapproachable, frightened.  There is nothing but darkness.

There is a feeling of mystery when you are in complete blackness – a somberness that encumbers you – shrouds you, yet causes you to shout out for just a glimmer of light.

Your heart pounds within your chest – beating like the sound of a dusty old grandfather clock.  Your ears listen attentively to each and every sound with anticipation, fear, helplessness.  You grope frantically for one beam – one lonely beam of light to free you from the grip of this umbrage.

Your eyes plead for just a tiny glimpse and then it happens.  A small star in the distant sky slowly moves towards you.  The light that shines from it reflects to other heavenly bodies and they too come to life.  This one bit of light now encompasses the entire sky and it’s as if someone turned on the switch.

Your eyes open wide.  You breathe it all in.  You feel its warmth.  Every sense is enlivened by the glory of it.  You are released from the mantle of uncertainty.  The pall has been lifted.  God is in the heavens and He has shattered the darkness.


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  1. it feels like 103 here…sigh

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