The scene is set against the darkened skies of a smoky battlefield as the glorified Christ moves through the midst of soldiers from all the different eras of time. As if they had stepped from the battle moments before, bloodstained and exhausted, they bow in submission, overwhelmed by emotion before the King of Kings.
On Christ's sash, the words of Isaiah are written in ancient Hebrew, "They shall beat their swords into plowshares ... neither shall they learn war any more" (Isaiah 2:4).
Can anyone truly comprehend the sacrifices our young men and women make who serve in the military? To all those who have served or are serving their country on the battlefield, to their families, and to those who prayerfully await the return of their loved ones, I humbly dedicate this painting. May we remember them in our prayers and know that peace is coming.
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