"There are moments in painting when your hands create brush strokes on your canvas that your mind did not plan. These "mistakes" as one might call them, sometimes beautiful, sometimes strange, can at times save a painting and create a beautiful work of art."
As an artist, I tend to be very visual in all areas of my life. Which means, if I can’t picture it, I won’t understand it. But God… God is on a whole other level. He knows how to work with me. At those moments when I feel myself lost and completely clueless of what to do—He shows up. Like a gentle whisper or “brush strokes” on a canvas, blending in all of the mistakes using them to create a masterpiece. “These mistakes”, so many of them. I thank God everyday for being so merciful and forgiving. All my life I asked myself “who am I?” who am I that the Creator, that the King of kings would look at me and call me daughter. Call me his. And so he did. It took 26 years for me to actually let go of the paintbrush and hand it to him. And although it took so long, I’m finally here. Kicking back on the easel letting God control my final outcome. Whether my final painting looks like a rainbow filled with the many colors of these countries flags, or a portrait with a child like smile. I trust Him. I know that he will do what is best for me, and for his kingdom. In the end, we are all like canvases, in the Master’s studio waiting for our time to shine. But why wait? Why not step up, hand him a brush and say, “take your time”. And then maybe, just maybe if we don’t fidget too much, He will create a beautiful work of art.
