There is a prayer under there ↓ Truly.
It’s in one of the bottom layers of paint.
My husband gives me a hard time because he says it’s not really there if you can’t see it.
I beg to differ.
It’s there, mixed into everything. Just like prayers in people. On those two square feet of canvas, it’s tinting everything over the top of it, it’s mixed into the darks and the brights, and in the end it leads to the same thing – beloved. Clear, bright, and beautiful.
This is the prayer:
I pray peace and happiness for you.
That you will overcome with freedom and joy;
and once these are yours that you will be able to turn towards your people (your people!!) and give to them freely – the gifts of your touch, your smile, your grace and love.
I pray your pain be lifted, that our heart be light. That you’ll know you are passionately loved. That you are beloved.
Someone out there needs to hear this, so here you are.
Be loved. Because you are, Beloved.