Several years ago, during what felt like very troubled times to me, I would wake up at night and not be able to get back to sleep. I'd plan, and pray, mind going so fast it couldn't settle down. I'd finally feel like I needed comfort and would 'walk the path' to the 'lake' and 'sit on the bench'. At the bench, I'd find comfort. Talking (usually that means complaining/whining) to Jesus. Eventually, I'd fall back to sleep.
Several weeks ago, there was an announcement at Christ Chapel Bible Church in Fort Worth for their Art Show. It's for traditional art, and glass is not normally considered traditional. But, I feel compelled to enter some pieces. The first piece I thought I should try to do in art was the Prayer Path. This is version one.