Am I morbid? I looked at this dead bird, and I felt sad… at first. I think the artist captured the emotion very well. She effectively communicates death in this watercolor. The painting evoked in me, an expression of concern. Yes, there was a twinge of depression for the dead bird. .
But I could not remain blue for the little bugger, because this portrayal of death was impersonal, not a friend or family. This poor little (imaginary) bird caused me to think about death in general, but what if this is not the end of the story? What if this is only a reminder of what happened (and stayed) in the past? Now my countenance could not remain heavy.
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This time, as well as many other times, the topic of death has served to remind me that for some of us, death is a foe that has been conquered. God did it for several people in the Bible, including Jesus’ friend Lazarus, and the most spectacular raising from the dead was when Jesus raised Himself. God is in the business of resurrections. Not just physically, so that death is temporarily delayed, but better, so that we may live eternally, and one day even enjoy a new, glorified physical body.
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Death happens. But when someone was already dead, and then raised back to life, imperishable… that’s front page news! That’s why I look at this painting and rejoice. I once was dead in my sin/transgressions, but God, in his incredible mercy and grace, chose to give me eternal life when I believed in Jesus Christ, His Son.
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I looked at that bird as it was… dead. Then, I imagined this picture, not as the end, but as a beginning. When you look at the smokey colors, what do you see? Is that life evaporating, or God’s breath of regeneration coming down? I choose to see that blend of colors as the anticipation of new life.
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