About the "Portrait of My Love" Oil Painting

Art has always been a mirror of the soul—sometimes reflecting what we understand clearly, and other times revealing truths that we are only able to grasp with time. Recently, while sorting through some of my older works, I stumbled upon an oil painting I created back in 2014. At first glance, it felt like seeing an old friend—familiar, yet distant. But as I stood there, quietly observing the image and remembering the emotions that went into it, I realized this piece carried a much deeper meaning than I ever fully understood at the time.

I titled it "Portrait of My Love." Back then, I knew it was about Jesus and His love for the world, but I hadn’t yet come to truly know Him. My understanding of salvation, sacrifice, and grace was still growing. Looking at it now, over a decade later, I see the heart of the Gospel woven into every brushstroke. What was once an emotional expression has become a spiritual revelation.

At the center of the painting are two large, divine hands—both bearing the unmistakable wounds from the crucifixion, nail marks still fresh and blood flowing freely. The right hand holds a paintbrush, dipped not into a regular palette, but into the blood pouring from the left hand. That same brush is then seen painting on a white canvas or sheet of paper. This imagery wasn't just a dramatic concept—it was a powerful symbol that I now understand more clearly.

The message is this: Jesus paints the world with His blood.

It’s a vivid and humbling portrayal of sacrificial love. Blood, often seen as a symbol of life, is also red—and red, universally, symbolizes love. In this spiritual oil painting, the world is imagined as a blank, colorless, lifeless canvas—darkened by sin and separated from the light of truth. But through His sacrifice, Jesus brings life and color. He doesn’t just restore what was broken; He creates something entirely new, infused with His own love and righteousness.

His hands—marked forever by the price He paid—aren’t idle. They are active, creative, intentional. They are the hands of the Master Artist, shaping not just a painting, but the lives and hearts of those who come to Him. This is Jesus’ masterpiece—the redeemed lives of those who believe.

What I didn’t realize when I painted this in 2014 is that I was unknowingly illustrating the very core of the Gospel:

"But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us."
— Romans 5:8 (NIV)

And the verse that says it all:

"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."
— John 3:16 (NIV)

That blood is not just a symbol; it’s the very means by which we are redeemed. It washes away the sin of the world. It covers our darkness. It brings light, life, and love to a colorless soul.

Now, years later, I understand what it means to receive that love personally. To believe in Him not just as a historical figure or a religious icon, but as Savior, Lord, and yes—the Master Artist of my life.

We are His canvas. And just as He used the brush in the painting, dipped in His own blood, He is still painting today—transforming lives, healing wounds, and creating beauty out of brokenness.

If you ever feel like your life is without color, without hope, or without meaning, I want to remind you: the One who created you is also the One who redeems you. Jesus paints the world with His blood, and He can paint yours too. His love is not abstract. It’s real. It’s active. It’s personal.

And it’s waiting for you to say yes—to let Him hold the brush.

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