The Watercolors

God, the ultimate Artist, painted this world when He spoke it into existence.  But He did not stop there.  He entered the world He created by becoming a Person (Jesus Christ). 

For an Artist to enter the world he created is beyond imagination and comprehension.  That is where faith comes in.

He not only walked amongst us, but took our junk, our shame, our sins, and bore them on the Cross.  His innocent shed blood covers your sins and mine.

The only word that comes anywhere close to assimilating why the Artist did what He did is…GRACE, which we will never deserve, which we can never earn.  The Artist gave us a gift to reject or receive…Anyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved! 

I love the medium of watercolors, which is  therapy for me.  At 30 years of age I began painting. It was birthed from the adversity of a broken engagement.  During this time of healing, I took a job as a Book Buyer for a bookstore.

Part of my responsibilities involved promoting books within the store via creative displays. One day I went to an art store to buy supplies.  There was a sign on the window about an upcoming watercolor class.  I remember coming to life as my eyes read it.  In the spring of 1991 in Columbia, South Carolina I took my first class in the back of that store, taught by a Dentist.

Pictured below is my very first watercolor of an old Kentucky home, known for its two chimneys.  I gave it to my parents for Christmas in 1991 and it still hangs in their downstairs den.  It is one of my favorites because the quiet snow fosters peace.


This picture hangs above my desk in my downstairs office.  I love the outdoors and the adventure it invites us on.  I feel more alive when I am outside under the dome of God’s incredible creation. “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.” (Psalms 19:1, NIV) My version of that verse is: The sky speaks about how great God is.


I painted this for my youngest sister and surprised her with it one Christmas Eve.


I painted this for my bride and it hangs in our bedroom.


We have a magnolia tree in our front yard.  It inspired me to paint this for my older sister.  I presented it to her for Christmas many years ago.


I painted this for my oldest daughter.  Though she is gone and married, it still hangs in her old bedroom. I remember telling her many times, “There is no way anyone can stay depressed when they enter your room.”


I love the Fall season, and picking up beautifully colored leaves, but I am more impressed with the reality that though the seasons change, God does not.

This hummingbird watercolor is the first painting I completed in one sitting, in one afternoon. Before I started, a voice told me there is more to life than work. So I sat down on Sunday March 22, 2020 and breathed and painted.

The next day, when the lockdown began, (due to Covid-19) I was let go from a company after giving them overtime, weekends, and way over 40 hours a week for 13 years of my life.

Little did I know then–God was going to do a new work in my life during the next seven months-professionally, creatively, physically, and spiritually.

As hard as that stretching period was, before I found the right job, I believe God gave me this hummingbird picture to say a new life is coming.

pictures of watercolor paintings courtesy of “Nelson & his Nikon”