My husband and I went to Vancouver Island for our honeymoon, and stayed in a small cabin between the towns of Tofino and Ucluelet for the duration of our visit. We found this lovely scene in the harbour of Ucluelet, and I just knew I had to paint it.
How utterly romantic that God desires a relationship with us that is not only spiritual, emotional, or symbolic, but also physical. Like a man who is not satisfied with merely gazing at his beloved but leans forward to kiss her in all tenderness, so our God gives us His very body and blood—a free gift meant not only for the disciples who walked with Him, but for all who attend the Supper of the Lamb.
For the longest time I believed I would become a sister, and in particular a Missionary of Charity. Something within me burned for a life of service to the poor, of humble but difficult work for the glory of God. Though it was not to be (God called me instead to the humble but difficult work of a mother), Mother Teresa remains a model of selflessness and quiet dignity for me. I hope I captured a glimpse of her beautiful soul with this painting.