Well, just like Noah I need an ark
The water’s rising and it’s gettin’ dark
Dead heart, no fruit, an empty cup for me
Come Holy Spirit rise up these bones
‘cause I can’t see my way home
The water is rising and it’s getting too dark for me…

I’m broken; You’re whole
Your love restores my soul
I cry, you hold onto my tears

If I could ask you anything at all
I wouldn’t ask a single “why God” when you called
If I could walk with you like Adam walked with you
In the cool of the evening we could talk

Caught in a riptide a mile wide, Lord I’m going under
My bones are so dry they break apart and I sit here in wonder
As Heaven rains, rains down on me I feel Your thunder
Rain, rain down on me Your holy water….

I will worship you my Lord, I will worship you
I will worship you my king, I will worship you
On the sunny days
And when it rains

Some of my paintings look better upside down.  I could not decide which way I liked this one best.

Alcohol ink on TerraSlate paper, 8.5” x 11”  — April 2021

We have endured, along with the entire globe, a year of shaking that seemed endless at times.  Winter had the entire world in a death grip. Yet, spring has arrived again and with it, so does new hope…. not in vaccines (for which I am grateful) but in His promise to be an ever faithful God no matter what storm is raging.

Until I’m there with You….. oh my sweet Lord
I’m glad you’re here with me
Until I close my eyes and wake up in your Holy presence
I’ll worship you with every breath I take…

Lord, they say I’m acting strange
They don’t believe a heart like mine can change
They see clay and dirt
They don’t see the hurt that your love washed away

  Merciful God Merciful God don’t let me go through this alone  I try to walk with You, but catch my feet upon the stones Face down and prone now, my spirit’s

Reckoning I’m having real bad dreams About good things Night sweats from the days’ regrets I need a reckoning with John 3:16 Been awhile Since Heaven rained Fevers rising like a red

The pandemic has been isolating to many people world-wide; our family included. I turn to my Bible and painting when I need to think things out.  A few days ago as I

Angels rest not the day
They cry out to each other
While singing His praise
They sing “Holy, holy, holy, Lord G-d Almighty,
Holy, holy, holy, Lord G-d Almighty….”

“Tea Time.”  Watercolor painting on Canson 140 lb cold press.

Blueberries are perennial flowering plants with blue– or purple–colored berries.

Australia is burning.  Puerto Rico suffered two more terrible earthquakes. Our president is trying to kill the entire world. This past week has been one bit of bad news after another so I have been painting in blue, to reflect my feeling blue.

Gallery of digital photographic art in vibrant colors.

Canson 140lb cold press; Jerry Q watercolors. Photo Reference: (With permission) John Williams. Facebook Birders Group. “Song of Joy” Taken Akan, Hokkaido, Japan.

Line and wash watercolor of baked goods in a bakery display case. 

Line and Wash Watercolor painting of a giraffe family eating leaves.  Strathmore 140 lb coldpress.