70x100 cm, oil on canvas
This painting of mine was inspired by my mother.
I was a very headstrong, rebellious young girl from the age of 15. If my parents wouldn't let me go to a party after they fell asleep, I would climb out the window and go without permission. They didn't know what to do with me. Many times I went home very drunk. There were times when I stumbled through the door... I caused them a lot of heartache.
There were multiple times when I wandered home at dawn and my mother was kneeling by the bed, praying through tears. For me. That I would get home safely and that my mindset would change. She had to wait many, many years for this, but she persevered the whole time and never stopped praying. I am very grateful to God that she is my mom!
My sweet mother is not a worldly-wise woman, she doesn't know much about science, she is not a university-educated woman with a degree… but for me she is a true example of love, faith, hope, perseverance, a true fighter. A fighter who fights her battles on her knees, in prayer.