DRINK DEEPLY

For you will nurse and be satisfied at her comforting breasts; you will drink deeply and delight in her overflowing abundance.

-Isaiah 66:11

“Yet “where sin abounded, grace did much more abound.” Oh, for an angel’s tongue to tell of the wondrous mystery! My poor pen is quite unequal to the trememdous task.

How does one attempt to describe the grace that flashed so favorably from those languid eyes; the grace that fell in cleansing drops from those opened veins; the grace that poured in torrents from the pierced side; the grace that heaved and tossed and struggled convulsively in those tortured limbs; the grace that fought and wrestled and at last conquered in that anguished spirit; the grace that even began interceding for the transgressors as Jesus prayed, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do” (Luke 23:34); the grace that cried with a mighty voice, “It is finished” (John 19:30), before the Savior bowed His head and gave up His spirit; the grace that ascended out up on high, leading captivity captive and giving gifts unto men (Ephesians 4:8). Of this grace I dare not write upon further.

May it be your happy lot to sail upon the sea of grace, for fathom it you never can! May you drink from that fountain of grace, for you shall never be able to drink it dry! May God give you the bliss of knowing in your own experience how much grace abounds through the atoning sacrifice of Christ upon the cross!”


(From Grace Abounding by Charles Haddon Spurgeon,p52, Grace Abounding in a Believers Life compiled by Robert Hall copyright 1994, Lance C. Wubbels, published by Emerald Books).



DRINK DEEPLY
18" X 32" ENAMEL ON POLYGLASS
LYNDEUTSCH2009

AMAZING GRACE

The Touch of the Master's Hand

By Myra Brooks Welch

'Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
Thought it sacredly worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But held it up with a smile:

"What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?"
"A dollar, a dollar"; then "Two!" "Only two?
Two dollars, and who'll make it three?

Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
Going for three....." But no,
From the back of the room, a gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;

Then, wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose string
He played a melody pure and sweet
As a caroling angel sings.

The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said: "What am I bid for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.

"A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two?
Two thousand! And who'll make it three?
Three thousand, once, three thousand, twice,
And going, and going," said he.

The people cheered, but some of them cried,
We do not quite understand
What changed its worth." Swift came the reply:
"The touch of a master's hand."

(POSTED BY Michelle Saavedra-Reyes at FB.)

AMAZING GRACE (VIOLIN)
16” X 16” COFFEE & ACRYLICS ON BOARD
LYNDEUTSCH2008
ORIGINAL PAINTING IS SOLD
PRINTS ARE AVAILABLE FOR SALE