A Beautiful Sin
“My encounter with David flustered me more than I cared to admit to Macie or myself. The antidote for that was staring me in the face, the cause of my agitation, so I fell into my painting once more. The next image I painted was one of Canaan in his priestly vestments as he said Mass. He was posed in prayer over the altar and his face was a mixture of many things—joy, sorrow, peace, consternation, but as I dug deep, the thing that stood out the most was conflict. Could he possibly be as conflicted as I was? It was well past two when I finished and I was very pleased. Canaan the priest was completed, and I was on to Canaan ministering to the sick. I pulled from my memory how he looked at Aunt Kathy’s bedside, praying. Black shirt with his white collar, head bowed, holding my aunt’s hand and it was then I realized how much love this man shared with others. He was no ordinary human being. God had gifted him with so much spirituality that he was compelled to offer it up to others. When I f...inally crawled into my bed, I thought how fortunate he was, that God had blessed him with such gifts.MoreLess
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