Weighty things -- and a light heart?

I'm sorry for not posting last week. Adjusting to several new responsibilities has not proved easy.

Here is a picture I painted over the week-end. Quotes are from a poem by E. Barrett. It was a needed reminder, as Russian history has proven weighty.

"running to Him with arms open wide"



"a heart light, not because it hasn't considered weighty things, but because it has not seen the need to carry them on its own"