From across the room, I watched my daughter paint. I observed the way in which she steadily and intentionally placed the brush on the canvas. Some strokes were harsh and jagged, creating sharp angles. Other times the strokes were soft and yielding causing gentle curves. Intricately woven, the two patterns blended into a beautiful piece of art. Alone, the soft lines would never have created this dynamic beauty.
So it is with our lives, too. God is the painter. Creator. The artist. And we are the canvas. He designs our lives with a purpose. As the harsh lines are being painted, we can not comprehend or envision the final piece. However, as He begins to brush onto our canvas the lovely, gentle curves, the pattern emerges. We begin to see that together, the design is beautiful. The realization unfolds that the patterns lead us in directions, and then we understand why the harsh lines needed to be painted along with the soft. For it is in this contrast that we see the magnificence of his plan and how alone, the soft lines would never have been quite so stunning. In His intricate detail of our lives, His work is beautiful; perfectly crafted..
Lord, I am your canvas. Let me trust your plan. Help me to accept the harsh lines that come into my life, knowing that there are lessons in them I need to learn. Help me to remember that there will be soft lines to follow and together they will glorify your name and bring to fruition your purpose.
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called to his purpose." Romans 8:28
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