She found Anne standing motionless before a picture hanging on the wall between the two windows, with her eyes astar with dreams. The white and green light strained through apple trees and clustering vines outside fell over the rapt little figure with a half unearthly radiance.
“Anne, whatever are you thinking of?” demanded Marilla sharply…
“That,” she said, pointing to the picture… entitled ‘Christ Blessing Little Children’, “and I was just imagining I was one of them, that I was the little girl in the blue dress, standing off by herself in the corner as if she didn’t belong to anybody, like me. She looks lonely and sad, don’t you think? I guess she hadn’t any father or mother of her own, but she wanted to be blessed too, so she just crept shyly up on the outside of the crowd hoping nobody would notice her, except Him. I’m sure I know just how she felt. Her heart must have beat and her hands must have got cold, like mine did when I asked you if I could stay. She was afraid He mightn’t notice her, but it’s likely He did, don’t you think? I’ve been trying to imagine it all out, her edging a little nearer all the time until she was quite close to Him, and then He would look at her and put His hand on her hair and, oh, such a thrill of joy as would run over her! But I wish the artist hadn’t painted Him so sorrowful looking. All His pictures are like that, if you’ve noticed. But I don’t believe He could really have looked so sad, or the children would have been afraid of Him.”
~ from Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery
“Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me – watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.”
~ extract from Matthew 11:28-30 (The Message)