The slideshow you see above is from the work of Kevin Rolly. He is a very talented and inspiring artist living in California. All rights were purchased through Eyekons Image Bank. Please do not copy any of the images. If you would like to purchase the images you can contact www.eyekons.com to inquire as to whether you might obtain this CD collection of "Tributes for Kings: The Stations of the Cross". Should you like to purchase a book of the images, along with descriptive prose from the author, you can go to this link: http://www.blurb.com/books/594511.
To me they represent a memory, filled with images and emotions, and wonder. And they are part of a book I am writing entitled "Miles to Go: the life of God laid bare".
The premise of this book is prof
ound and simple. I believe that 'essentially the Bible is the love story we all want to live'. To live this life we must become One with someone else. It can be any one else, a child, a friend, a lover, a companion, just another particular person, in our own particular time, in our own particular life. While it can be anyone it must be Someone. Anything less is a fantasy vulnerable to our manipulations and imaginative desires. Love must be experienced in the real world of dialogue and relationship. It can't be known by 'thinking about it' or 'dreaming of it'. It must come through the crucible of relationship. Just one time we must give ourselves away so that another might raise us up. This is where love finds wings. And along that journey we will experience life, and if we hold the course till the very end; real love. There is not another way, no shortcut, no easy road. This is the way we meet God on a deep level. If God is love then we will come to know him in that experience.
For those who have found love--this will be a familiar road. Love is powerful. It is found in most of the songs we love, the movies we watch, and the stories we listen for. We are so hungry. And sometimes we don't even know it. We just long for...always long for.
May you find that which you've always longed for. May you find the courage to have your life laid bare, to be naked and unashamed, again. May you rise to another place--somehow familiar, somehow known, always waiting for you.
'I was bruised and battered and I couldn't tell what I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know
My own face
Oh, brother are you gonna leave me
Wastin´away On the streets...
'and my clothes don't fit me no more...I've walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin' `
Let us stand for right ...