By drjpeg on Skatehive
A pencil drawing. Every line, a prayer. β Dr JPEG π¨ Look at these hands. Nailed to wood. Not by force β but by love. π€ Look at these feet, pierced and still, that once walked on water, that once touched the untouchable. Look at this face β eyes lifted toward heaven, not in despair, but in surrender. Fatherβ¦ forgive them. A crown of thorns where a crown of glory should be. Arms wide open as if still saying: come to me. βοΈ He did not come down from the cross not because He couldn't β but because you were worth staying for. Every stroke of this pencil is a meditation on that love. Every shadow drawn is a reminder of what was carried so we wouldn't have to. ππΎ This is not just art. This is a confession. This is a testimony. This is Good Friday. He was wounded for our transgressions. He was bruised for our iniquities. I.N.R.I. Jesus of Nazareth, King of all kings. π β Dr JPEG π¨ β FrΓ©dy Jean-Paul βπΎ