I have a few more of my dad’s watercolors to share with you this Holy Week, but they are more suited to Good Friday than today. I chose this one as fitting because of the starkness of the trees that appear dead, but yet will spark into life. I love the mixture of green grass and mud that is common in Spring in Minnesota – again, that intermingling of death and new life.
As I think about this painting, I ponder how the events of Holy Week bring us back to the central tenets of our faith:
Christ has died
Christ is risen
Christ will come again!