Just recently I got a comment to my Shame of Satan post about how that particular image gave Troy the feeling of rebirth (yes, oddly.) That was when I just really felt I needed to say something about the dissected Jesus being posted on Artist Den previously…. (yes someone did post it ). I illustrated Shame of Satan as a response. I just had to. Hopefully it also made a point. (I got a comment saying that Satan doesn’t need wings to fly, that’s probably true - but where he’s going there’s no where else he can go but down.)
This is another illustration I did for similar reasons. I had hate to upload. Done in about an hour:
Another reason why you may want to learn Digital Painting: Art Therapy. Here, I just unloaded all my hateful feelings onto canvas. No this NOT my way of doing voodoo or sumpa, kulam or barang. It’s my way of clearing myself creatively of spite thrown against my family by a certain woman. She is perpetually heaping insults at us and stabbing herself with venomous knives and then blaming it on us. So what’s a Christian to do, right? I can pray for her, sure - but God help me, this requires EXTRA grace. Nuclear payloads full of grace. So as an artist, this is how I deal with emotions. (And NO, it’s not for sale.)
Perhaps you are asking, why post this illustration, Mr. Christian Artist? It’s not very Christian now is it?
Well, maybe. It’s a frightful scare, I know … and Halloween’s pretty much over. But my reason is to rebuke the woman… who uses her tongue to make her money and her poison: The Bible says what is hidden will be brought to light. Nothing that is concealed will be hidden forever. Let those who have no sin cast the first stone.
Salt water and fresh water cannot flow from the same spring Let God decide then which spring she will have.
Every time I write one of these messages, she should not take these lightly! For these (I’m guessing there’ll be more) will serve as witness to God and to everyone else that she has given many chances to repent and put a rein on her tongue. Deceit and false witness are not of God.
I leave her name out because I believe God wouldn’t be pleased if He would be able to Google her name and find me poking fun at her face. So instead I have settled to keep it anonymous.
Let this work and the accompanying words remind me, just how much God loves us and even those who hate us.
