Our Savior strides down a forest avenue bathed in the golden yellows of autumn, a lost sheep resting on His shoulders. The falling leaves and warm light allude to seasons of change, and the passage of life. Christ’s steady stride tells a quieter story of unwavering care and strength. The sheep is not struggling but trusting as if it has always belonged there. The path glows with promise, not suggesting hardship but safe passage through it. Know that even if we wander we will be sought after, lifted, and carried home.
Reproduced from the artist's original artwork Oil on Canvas 23.75 X 29.75. Painted 2025.