The Face of Yahweh
I painted this when I was in the midst of my own personal hell. Although I concidered it very crude by my standards, there was something about it that I liked. I thought it was the composition and color. Eight years later as I was hanging it on the wall of our new home I saw a benign, gentle, loving face that took up the entire canvas. I then discovered it was the face of God who was with me during my excruciating trials.