After years of dreadful pain and a life that had reduced to home, church occasionally, oxygen bottles and medications, I was desperate to be healed and live life, not just exist.

I knew that Jesus had healed and yet, I couldn’t experience it daily.  I was desperate for His Truth in my life.  And then it happened.  I was healed.

This painting is my celebration of the joy of being healed, of the freedom I have in Jesus and the creativity of a life lived in, through and for Him.

Plus, flamingos are just plain strange and I love that God created them that way.

Watercolour on watercolour paper.