Death

DEATH

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Henry F. Lyte

April 26th, 2001

Cast Upon the Care of God

Distant, the Thunder Sounds

February 7th, 2002

Found August 20, 1988

His Life Entire

I Saw the Tree Tonight

If You Could See My Face

In Memoriam ~ A Self Portrait

In Memoriam ~ A Self Portrait With God

In Memoriam ~ John Prinsen

Insufficient Words

September 11th, 2001

Staring at the Floor

The Promise of Tomorrow

The Rain (part I)

The Rain (part II)

There Is Too Much Grief

Upon Learning of the Death of an Israeli Soldier

We Sang "Amazing Grace" Last Night in Church