In London with a tour...
Illustration
In London with a tour group, we were scheduled to visit the Tate Art Gallery one morning. As usual on such tours, our time would be limited. Only two hours, and then we would be on to the next stop. But two hours would be enough for me to view two paintings that I had long wanted to see.
One was The Kindly Physician, the family doctor sitting beside the bed of a sick child. Sitting there all night long, watching in the light of a flickering candle. That picture appeared on many calendars half a century ago.
The other was The Good Shepherd, the shepherd reaching down over a cliff as far as he could possible reach to grasp his sheep that had wandered away and was lost. With his staff in his left hand, his right hand stretches down. Without his assistance, the sheep would be lost and would soon die.
One was The Kindly Physician, the family doctor sitting beside the bed of a sick child. Sitting there all night long, watching in the light of a flickering candle. That picture appeared on many calendars half a century ago.
The other was The Good Shepherd, the shepherd reaching down over a cliff as far as he could possible reach to grasp his sheep that had wandered away and was lost. With his staff in his left hand, his right hand stretches down. Without his assistance, the sheep would be lost and would soon die.
