Nearly ten years ago, my daughter asked me to create a piece of art of Jesus Christ—one that captured Him looking toward God the Father. As I began the charcoal portrait, I completed most of His face and one eye… then stopped for nearly a month. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to capture the other eye correctly.
During that pause, I found myself reflecting on the scripture “Jesus wept” (John 11:35). That simple phrase has always deeply moved me. When I finally returned to the piece, I understood what it needed to become.
He weeps.
For you. For me.
Every time I pass this portrait hanging on my wall, it invites me to reflect:
Why would Jesus weep for me today?
Would His tears come from joy at who I am becoming?
Or sorrow because I have not fully turned to Him for help?
This piece is deeply personal to me, and my hope is that it speaks to your heart as well.
Nearly ten years ago, my daughter asked me to create a piece of art of Jesus Christ—one that captured Him looking toward God the Father. As I began the charcoal portrait, I completed most of His face and one eye… then stopped for nearly a month. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to capture the other eye correctly.
During that pause, I found myself reflecting on the scripture “Jesus wept” (John 11:35). That simple phrase has always deeply moved me. When I finally returned to the piece, I understood what it needed to become.
He weeps.
For you. For me.
Every time I pass this portrait hanging on my wall, it invites me to reflect:
Why would Jesus weep for me today?
Would His tears come from joy at who I am becoming?
Or sorrow because I have not fully turned to Him for help?
This piece is deeply personal to me, and my hope is that it speaks to your heart as well.
