|Swimming in the Dark by Kirsten Borror|
2011 Acrylic 5x5
Being in the dark means the horizon is hard to see. But knowing what's inside is quite apparent. Sink beneath the surface and all goes quiet, rock back and forth with the force of currents, suspended above a sandy bottom, and I feel God's presence overtaking. There is hurt. Today it was a menacing ache in the heart, like a cut that was bandaged, but a germ got in. It gets red and sore again, oh yeah, there's that hurt again. Rocking back and forth between calm, joy, peace, and a grief-gripped, raw center. Time to go back to the beach and cry to Him again. I won't let this hurt stop me.