The Lord is my shepherd . . .

He leadeth me beside the still waters . . .

He restoreth my soul . . .

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness . . .

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life . . .

Psalm 23

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The thin line between Heaven and Hell, Light and Darkness, Order and Chaos, was walked by the most sacred of feet. Peter, who symbolizes us all, was invited to walk that very same line--knowing it would be possible if he kept his sights on the Figure of Salvation. Walking the line between these two opposing forces polishes and refines our eternal character--driving us closer to the one who first walked in hallowed steps

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These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. . . In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world!

-John 16:33

Victorious is a resurrection depiction unlike any other. The purpose of this piece is to connect the Redeemer with the viewer and describe our current circumstance in this mortal life. We are not liberated from our current prison of stone without the saving power of Christ's atonement and resurrection. Thus, the reason He is looking into the tomb is because He is looking at US. He is looking at YOU. That would therefore put us, the viewer, inside the tomb. 

What physical or spiritual tombs are your currently trapped inside? What dark places are we currently unable to leave? He has descended below the darkest most dense corner of that abysmal allegorical tomb we are all enslaved within to open the massive stone door blocking our pathway to freedom. He now stands at the door, waiting for us to take those necessary steps toward Him, toward the Light, toward Freedom--to leave the dark and come into the light. . . 


Do we have the courage of Peter? To step out onto the rolling sea? To let go of the ship? To leave the accepted and typical form of transportation and to walk by faith?

Each of us are presented with our own “trial by faith” in this life and as with Peter, each step we take away from the boat, towards the Savior, proves the faith within us. Our lives then become a reverential homage of miracles and impossible feats—woven into a tapestry of steps or moments of great trial. We’ve already seen the numerous blankets of faith woven by previous shipmen (Hebrews 11). Our opportunity is to do likewise, and with each step we are drawn closer to the Savior—leaving behind us a legacy for future sailors and travelers to follow.

What’s important to remember is that none of us walk on water perfectly. We press through boisterous wind of contrary thought and doctrine along with vicissitudinal waves of mortal strife—both contending relentlessly for our attention. Our diversion to these precarious elements can subdue us of our faith and drown us in the depths of the sea. As Peter discovered in his journey across the water, when we lose sight of the Author of our Faith, we can quickly become subject to the vying forces around us, and have our faith become deposed by fear.

In such moments of darkness and calamity, we may sink to our knees with the same desperate plea uttered by Peter when he called to his Savior: “Lord, save me.” The hallowed hand of the Master is never far. We may slip, and we may stumble, but we are never lost when we look to him for help. He will help us up, he will complete our lack, and he will Finish our Faith. . . 

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We walk over mountains, through water and dust.

We walk under starlight to morning's first gust.

Together we help them, the sheep I love dear,

to pastures much greener along your frontier.

Feed them with comfort, the spirit, my word.

Follow my footsteps, and be thou anchored.

They need a good servant, companion, and friend.

They need someone willing, so, thou I will send.

I'll be ever near thee, if wisdom ye seek,

in the pastures of trouble, when outcomes look bleak.

The light may be absent, for a moment or two,

breaking from clouds to help see thee through.

My spirit's soft whisper, Is a gift just for thee.

To My Young Shepherd, with love, eternally.

-By KJ Lightweave


And I will give thee the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that thou mayest know that I, the Lord, which call thee by thy name, am the God of Israel.

Isaiah 45:3

When the call comes. . . will we be ready to seek the hidden riches? Realizing that we all have busy lives, we often find it hard to see beyond the tasks at hand. We can become so busy, that tasks start to become perfunctory in nature. In the midst of the tumult, it frequently comes--when least expected: the call to do something greater. The hope of this symbolic art piece, is to remind us of time, work, and the purpose of our Earthly experience. Hopefully, we can make time to calm the waters surrounding our busy endeavors, reflect upon existence, and perhaps see the Savior, standing along the shore, ready to issue His call.


Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.

Isaiah 41:10

Being away from home can be difficult at times, especially when embarking on the Lord’s errand. Likewise, this mortal world is an experience away from home. We will experience some of our hardest moments of existence while in this place between chaos and order. But we are never alone.

While we may be asked to do things that are far beyond our lone ability . . . we will never be asked do something we cannot accomplish with Christ’s help. Alone, we can feel lost and feeble—succumbing to a state only fear can lead us to.

Remembering who to call upon in such times can have momentous power over such feelings. Look to Isaiah’s promise and fear not, he is with us; be not dismayed. He is our God! He will strengthen us, He will help us, He will uphold us with His right hand of righteousness.


This symbolic piece speaks to the redeeming power the Savior gifts to all things that once lived. He is the light that fills everything and everyone. Though we will all pass through death--He will restore our life, love, and beauty. 


The season of the Earth are one of the greatest testaments of the Lord's mission and our salvation. We know there was a creation, a fall, and an atonement. That atonement is what brings about the restoration of all things. Similarly, all life must pass through Fall and enter the cold Winter months before reaching the hope of Spring. 

The promise given to all of us is that Spring will return. Likewise, we are all promised that the Savior will return as well. . . 

Symbols: The flower being offered to the young shepherd in the midst of Autumn is part of the promise and hope of Spring. Spring is the symbol of renewed life, resurrection, and the returning of our Lord. 


The Eternal Ruler of the Universe, our God and Creator, King and Ruler of all, is all-knowing and all-powerful. Of all the titles and all the names of praise available, He has asked us to call him "Father." 

The simple relationship between a loving, caring father and his child is all we need to understand in order to know how He feels about each one of us. 


The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God:

Romans 8:16

Knowing our origin speaks to our trajectory and path forward. One day we will return to the one who continuously gives us life. He loves each one of us. . . more than we can comprehend.


Among a vast and mighty field of roses stood a lush green hill, tall and emerged like an island in the midst of an endless sea of flowers. Upon the hill stood two brothers, one elder, one younger. The elder was strong. The younger was tender. Together they watched the sun descend closer and closer to the field’s flowery horizon.

Far in the distance, below the descending sun, stood a second hill protruding monolithically from the expanse of roses. Between the two hills, a narrow vein of tall wheat ran straight through the rose field, connecting them together.

While enjoying the breathtaking view, the brothers noticed a tall figure standing atop the opposing hill. The figure began to beckon to them. He then called to them, revealing the familiar voice of their beloved Papa. He continued beckoning to the brothers, urging them to come join Him on the opposing hill.

From the brothers’ current vantage, the journey through the rose field to Papa’s hill appeared beautiful and wondrous!

“That’s a long way to Papa!” Mentioned the elder.

“Not too far for me!” Replied the younger.

With a smile, the elder said, “Then let us go. But let’s stay within the wheat”

Eager to be with his dear Papa, the younger brother shot down the hill into the field, running as fast as his small legs would allow, trying his best to stay within the vein of tall wheat . . .











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