Last week, in Yet Mercy Intervened wips, we focussed on wips of Love, as shown below.
Love stands, holding a cloth but why? Grace kneels down, casting a caring gaze but for whom? Justice comes from the right, holding scales, with a ruler to strike down justified judgment, but for what? In the way, Mercy hovers, intervening, but for whom? Today, we explore wips of the last character in the picture, us.
Disheveled, head downcast, life often finds us in the fetal position, for we are not perfect:
We have made so many mistakes–nothing we could do would or could fix it. This often leaves us on the floor, broken, and immersed within the red:
Yet the debt is still owed, somebody must pay, Justice is coming to collect:
For Justice demands recompense, the scales must be satiated:
Just like his locks, Justice descends and will not be stopped:
So who will pay the debt?
Lastly, as we gaze in the mirror, let’s take one more look at the stage and its characters:
Next week we’ll go through the wips of the background got put together–See ya next time!