My Canvas

Lately my life feels a little like watching one of those cool artists who paints during seminars and conferences. The guy sets this huge canvas up on the stage and puts on cool music and starts throwing paint up there. It's a mess. But he is working so dramatically, and the colors are so vibrant, you keep watching. And at some point it begins to take shape. And then all at once you realize...there was a plan all along, and the scattered spots and swipes of paint take shape to make a beautiful image. And everyone gasps and begins cheering and we all ask each other: why couldn't we see it earlier? Here's an example if you've never seen it before:

Powerful Speed Painting of Jesus Will Leave You in Awe from inspiredfaith on GodTube.

I'm not gonna lie; the last couple of years have been rough. I've struggled with clinical depression and worked through some tough personal things. I couldn't really see where God was going with all of it. It felt messy, and pointless, and a little scary. 

But I hung on. Not because of who I am, but because of who I believe God is.

My dots seemed disconnected and random and really ugly. And today I can see how God is connecting them and there is a really beautiful image emerging. Life can be like that, don't you think? Those things we think are so painful and scary they can never really be worth anything; sometimes those things lead you to the most beautiful places.

I hope this makes sense. I hope you can hear me when I say...

hold on.

The dots will eventually connect. A pattern will emerge. You will be changed, and you will be stronger, and something beautiful will be revealed when all is said and done.

Because God is God, and He is good. He will never let your canvas be worthless.

And I am grateful for that.


  1. Good stuff, my friend. Something I think I needed to read today!

  2. Great word as I write with tears running down my face. I am 62 and have seen some hard times in my life. But these last two, they have wrecked me. Sometimes I feel like those little thin lines that connect the dots are a very thin and frail web that holds me. I will hold on until the pattern emerges. Thank you Jesus that I can trust in you.


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