The Masters Face.
Inspired by Phyllis Blockley.



I have a likeness of My Lord, upon a cloth, kept so secretly.
Which He made by rising from the dead.
The Light, from All Eternity
shone in the darkness;
And the darkness comprehended it not.


The sign of death that causes the life of all?
A weapon invincible,
and The Weapon of Peace.
The Cross,
meant for shame, came to be
a sign of Victory for me.


I see, in lives of humility,
this sign, carried, for love of me.
So, I depict on wood
all the good,
which attracts life, to LIFE;
through death.
Life fulfilled.
Life fulfilling itself.


The Image created Itself.
And broke It's Self, to heal all things.
The Image envisaged no greater love,
because LOVE
knows no other than Itself.


"Let there be Light"
There was,
and is,
and ever shall be,
in those who live for eternity,
who look for the life that created "all this"
and gives itself. Continually.

The greatest gift of ALL.

"Grief is the price we pay for the love we give"
So says David Teems in one of his songs from his "In The Mourning" cd, which was born out of grief for the victims of The World Trade Center collapse, and his own Fathers' death.
Through Isaiah, God says "I will give you the treasures of darkness and hidden riches of secret places; That you may know that I am the LORD, Who calls you by your name..."
Dunlop and Mum have departed this life, and both taken some more of my heart with them.
But I know the heart can be renewed by faith, and God gives faith.I accept.
In the psalms it says "Unless The Lord builds the house, the labourers labour in vain"
So I will remain in this place, digging and seeking until the treasure that is to be found in this dark place is found.
The treasure is love, and love never fails.
For God IS love.