Here’s where I’m sat in the edge of the woods.
The two images, first separately, and then together, which is how I have them at home right now.
The face painting is made by my dear friend artist Kitty Garland, and the gem studded river is made by extraordinary Hannah.
Thank you both !
Here are how the two images combine… a river of gems as her crown.
Here is Psalm 139 verses 1-18
Lord, You searched me, and You know,
It is You Who know when I sit and I rise,
You fathom my thoughts from afar.
My path and my lair You winnow,
and with all my ways are familiar.
For there is no word on my tongue
but that You, oh Lord, wholly know it.
From behind and in front, You shaped me,
and You set Your palm upon me.
Knowledge is too wondrous for me,
high above - I cannot attain it.
Where can I go from Your spirit,
and where from before You flee?
If I soar to the heavens, You are there,
if I bed down in Sheol - there You are.
If I take wings with the dawn,
if I dwell at the ends of the sea,
there, too, Your hand leads me,
and Your right hands seizes me.
Should I say “Yes, darkness will swathe me,
and the night will be light for me,
Darkness itself will not darken for You,
and the night will light up like the day,
the dark and the light will be one.
For You created my innermost parts,
wove me in my mothers womb.
I acclaim You, for fearsomely I am set apart,
wondrous are your acts,
and my being deeply knows it.
My frame was not hidden from You,
when I was made in a secret place,
knitted in the utmost depths.
My unformed shape Your eyes did see,
and in Your book, all was written down.
The days were fashioned,
not one of them did lack.
As for me, how weighty are Your thoughts, oh God,
how numerous their sum.
Should I count them, they would be more than the sand.
I awake, and am still with You.
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