I stumbled on this picture the other day and it's quickly become a new favorite.
Just LOOK at the expressions on their faces!
This is a picture by David Bowman. You can see more of his work here.
This piece is deeply moving to me.
I have a recurring daydream where I'm able to sit in the Savior's lap. To curl up, actually. He's big enough; I'm small enough. I realize there's some absurdity in the reality of this thought, but it is what it is.
His arms are big and heavy; He wraps them around me and I can feel their warmth and weight pressing on my shoulders and around my body.
There is complete peace and calm. He isn't in any hurry to go anywhere, but is content to just sit with me and hold me. The world seems to stop as we sit together.
I need Him. He loves me.
I long for a moment like this one. In dark hours, it is where my mind goes to find a solution for the relentlessness of life.
He loves all of us, perfectly, right where we are. Because we are His.