Beki Tobiasson Artist

This painting envelopes my thoughts about the first Christmas. Such an overwhelmingly miraculous event and yet very few even noticed that it happened.
A busy city, filled to overflowing- just as our lives are. Events were unfolding that would not only change the past, present and future, but all eternity.

It is only fitting that the sky would celebrate the birth of the Savior of the world, the sheep would bow their heads, and peace would hush over nature.

If there are wounds in your heart, sorrow or pain that hold you down, anger or hurt that rage- the only cure is to move closer to the light. Every effort will be made to keep you in your state of frustrating, anxiety, confusion.

I promise you healing comes from the soothing balm of forgiveness and repentance; only possible through the Atonement of Jesus Christ.

Hand your pains to Him, and in return you will receive the sweetest freedom, indescribable peace, and light.

These hands mean everything to me, they make every wrong right; every pain sweet, every evil horrible awful ugly thing beautiful and pure.

Oh how the world changes when we turn toward these healing/changing hands. Oh how I wish my heart would soften quicker and be more willing to accept His light daily!

“Blessings” We all need a reminder that we are loved and looked over. A reminder that Heaven’s doors do open and the very best blessings are poured down upon us! Some may be disguised, they may not feel like Blessings at all! But in time, as we turn toward the Savior, healing comes then we will see the cherished blessings that have come through our trials. You are loved!