Amongst the many spiritual gifts God has granted me, I am also quite an extraordinary painter. (Just ask me or Muscle Mom and we will tell you it’s true! Ha!) A favorite sister in Christ hosts painting workshops at her café. I attended one last night. I love everything about it. I love the easy conversation that takes pace. I love how everyone walks around and admires the talent of each unique rendering, I love the laughter. And I love the fact that the talented hostess has assisted me with every canvas, correcting, embellishing and putting her true gift into my mediocre attempt. I also love that my husband awaits my arrival home and graciously gushes over my canvas too, And that he has never complained when I deck our walls with original pieces, especially during the holidays!
I left the workshop last night feeling so refreshed. I met some neat new women. I enjoyed quality time with one of my best friends, who painted with me. And I was struck, once again, with how each participant can gaze at the same canvas; yet, leave with their own interpretation of it. Each one unique. Each one beautiful.
Looking around the workshop last night, the beauty and wonder of each face was remarkable: straight hair, freckles, brown eyes, dimples, laugh lines, pink cheeks. Each uniquely designed in the image of our Father, the original canvas. And each given her own eyes to look through, her own personality to pull from and her own unique perspective in which she takes in the original canvas. From that perspective flowed each brush stroke, each color chosen and each variation of the original art.
And it all took place under the watchful eye of the hostess, the original artist. If asked, she would offer advice or her own touch on your canvas. Her perspective came from love, care and a true desire for each one of us to succeed.
We were made be the Master Creator to be creative. He expresses His creativity through us in so many ways. He does it through His design. He does it through the gifts that He entrusts to each of us. Different talents that He wants us to use successfully. He stays close by, ready to offer advice through His Word and prayer. And with His love and care, we will see His handprints all over our lives and He will be glorified!
Okay, so I don’t really think that I am Van Gough. But, I am fearfully and wonderfully made. And you are too, And I do love to tap into my creative side whenever given the chance, with a little help from my friends. And a lot of Hope in my Father!
Be joyful….and be creative!
“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” Psalm 139:14 NIV
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I certainly think you are a Van Gough. I know you were beautifully create in the image of a loving Father. I know I am richly blessed to be your Mom.
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