A Silent Witness of Our Great Creator God
As a quadriplegic artist, I need the help of someone else’s hands whenever I wheel up to my easel. A friend must wash and prepare my brushes, pour...
15
Jul
16
Jun
My Father, the Master Craftsman
My daddy was a master craftsman and a huge force for good in my life. As a child I would often watch him at work, in awe of his skill at just about...
6
May
A Butterfly’s Struggle to Break Free from Its Chrysalis
If I had a “signature art piece,” it might just be New Life. I finished this butterfly study the year I turned 28, and many fell in love with it because of...
15
Apr
Jesus, the Good Shepherd and the Sermon on the Mount
Many years ago, Ken and I had the opportunity to travel to Israel. We saw and did so much during our brief visit, but the highlight of our trip inspired me...
6
Dec
How the Cradle Leads to Calvary
Often, we hurry by Thanksgiving, leaving our spirit of gratitude in the dust as we dash madly toward Christmas with all its demands and delights…
5
Nov
The Three Wise Men Under A Van Gogh-like Sky
Hi, I’m Joni Eareckson Tada and years ago when Ken and I were visiting Holland, we also went to the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam. We spent nearly a full day...
27
Apr
Advice from Psalm 46
I’ve seen it cross-stitched on wall hangings, displayed on bedside plaques, and blazoned across beautiful sunset photos on calendars. But Psalm 46 is not as...
14
Apr
The Care of the Good Shepherd
Not long ago, I came across this image of one of my old pen-and-ink drawings. It was one of the first sketches I did back in the early 70s, holding pens in...
7
Aug
Running a Different Race
It’s no surprise that I love horses, like this friendly fellow Ken and I met last summer at our Family Retreat in New Mexico. Just spending time with this...
21
Dec
A Christmas Window
Is this a painting or a picture of a window? It might be a little hard to tell, because when Joni painted this Christmas picture, she wanted it to look ...
