Son of Man

Son of Man

  • 2015
  • Oil on Canvas
  • 510mm x 1520mm

This painting was created for the Titahi Bay Community Church “Stations of the Cross” Art experience, Easter 2015. For the 40 days of lent preceding Good Friday, I reflected on the journey Christ took, in particular his time in the Garden of Gethsemane.

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Below is the writing that I put into the catalogue for people to think about as they viewed my piece.

Jesus in Gethsemane

With the weight of sin on his shoulders, Jesus headed to a place of solitude to find some sort of solace. He had to talk to Dad.
He knew what was coming and as is with all human nature, fought for his own survival. In a last ditch effort to preserve his life, he asked if there was any other way, any other possibility, no matter how slight, that he might be able to do to avoid the inevitable.
He cried out and asked for this cup of suffering from him. The anguish of his fate consumed him, but as the last bead of blood-like sweat dropped onto the rocks in front of him, he knew that it had to be this way. It was not his way, but God’s way, and Gods will be done.

The guilt our sins bring us was taken and loaded onto Christ’s shoulders. Not just ours though; the Sins of man – man who had been and man that had yet to come. The sins of man were placed upon the Son of Man.

Jesus knows what the anguish that writhes within us today is like. He’s been through those silent screams we let out as we lose control of situations and our self esteem plummets. Though hours of darkness that turn into days, weeks, months, then years bring internal pain that plagues us until we feel like giving up – we can remain steadfast knowing that our best friend has been there, done that, and come out the other side.
Though our minds scream at the voices that tear us apart from the inside out, and fear, anger, frustration, hopelessness, and desperation grip us and pull us down, we can find strength knowing that He went through the same battle internally as well.

And when you’re at the bottom of the well and sweat like blood is flowing from your brow, know that you can turn to Him and call His name.

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