Womb of the Dawn
In its original meaning, the Womb of the Dawn is a place of origin. When I painted this painting, I painted it with the perspective of eternity.
Not only is eternity a place we are destined for, but also it is a place we have come from. For sometime now I have known that eternity is an ever-present existence that time does not interfere with. Yet it is a realm that can and does intervene with time and us. For me personally I felt that there are voices that need to be heard.
Although, these are the not yet born, I believe they have a voice. Nothing comes into this earth without an agreement of two or more. The idea of reproduction is obvious in the natural. But I have also realized there are spiritual alliances that need to be considered. After all it is the original design.
Now knowing we have a pre-existence, I felt this painting would be just that: The agreement to birth those in the earth as they are in heaven. “Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you, And before you were born I consecrated you I have appointed you …” (Jer. 1:5)
Just as important, I also realize we have an eternal reality of those who did not make it to earth for varied reasons, mostly due to abortion. These too need to be heard. Hebrews says we have such a great cloud of witnesses. (Heb. 12:1)
I was recently confronted with this word in Revelation: “How long, Oh Lord, holy and true, will you refrain from judging and avenging our blood on those who dwell on the earth.” (Rev. 6:10)
If you still have any doubt this is a reality lets look at this scripture: “Let the children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to me; for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” (Mt 19:14)
This painting became real for me with this word in Psalms: “Your people will volunteer freely in the day of your power; in holy array, from the womb of the dawn. Your youth are to you as the dew.” (Ps 110:3)
It is my hope that this painting releases — not the heartbeat of death — but the breath of life.
I have been blessed to pray for a few of the children who struggled between life and death. Though I would like to name them all, I know of one such child who fought a great fight for breath. This painting is aligned with his journey. So I dedicate this painting to Jackson, his parents, and grandparents.
I am in awe of the courage and faith that they hold on to for the sake of life. May our Lord strengthen and keep them.