A Work of Art

I can't tell you how many times I've come to the end of a test or daily trial and wished I'd been stronger and quicker to trust God. I tell myself "next time" I'm going to act like I would had I been faithful rather than doubtful. I'm going to rejoice early rather than after the storm had passed.

I have a sign on my bathroom wall, "Make today your masterpiece". It's a relatively new sign. I bought it after my husband's death. I must be my own cheerleader these days. I do whatever it takes to stay in faith. Occasionally I call a friend, sometimes I get in the word (first aid style) and sometimes I simply pray in the spirit. Whatever comes to my mind I do. I now look at each day as a kind of canvas on which I will paint my day. Of course God has control of where I paint and what I paint, but I'm working on the "colors" I use. I'm learning that God can use my bouts of unbelief to color the darker shades in my day. He can turn what looks like a tragedy into a technicolor wonder. When I'm able to tap into "now faith" it also colors the masterpiece of my day.

Yesterday I needed to cry so he gave me an outlet where I could cry (everyone in the building was crying) and my emotional upheaval went with no notice taken by the other criers. I needed to let go of yet another thing and He facilitated the release. I needed prayer for an upcoming journey that will bring huge changes and he had one of my pastors pray for strength for all who have been on mission trips and would be going. I needed to be released from a self assigned obligation, and He allowed a detour free me from it. I needed a shoulder to cry on and to give my shoulder to someone else to express herself. He provided both.

All of what happened supplied colors for yesterday's masterpiece. Each thing that happened added its own hue to the palette of the day. I was blessed with extremes in colored emotions and I had quiet tones of feeling. Much was accomplished, but behind it all was the Master painter, and not only did I make my day a masterpiece but I as the work of His hand survived to be a masterpiece of His making.

I have a new day and it too will be colored by the things I see, I hear, I touch, and I experience as I press into walking this walk, my walk of faith. You too are a painter, am artist, a sculptor, and yet a canvas or piece of clay. God is making you His masterpiece of the day. Submitting to His creative touch is only for your best good. What will you let Him make of you?

Today is a blank canvas and whatever you go through will supply the raw materials of your work of art.


- love never fails.