still at work
My image of God is shaped by His roles: Father, Judge, Redeemer, Shepherd, Savior. Yet lately one role has been more prevalent than the others . . . Artist.
I watch Him paint the sunrise morning after morning. I feel Him molding and sculpting me. Some days He seems to do more editing—more tweaking and wordsmith-ing—than writing.
But He is always creating. The artistry didn’t end when the first six days of creation were declared good.
He isn’t an artist because He made something beautiful once upon a time. He isn’t living off residuals. He isn’t parading around the gallery pontificating about His long-completed works.
No, He is still in the studio.
Today He scripts grace and truth into the story.
Today He chisels calloused hearts.
Today He weaves good into grief.
Today He pastes peace onto the collage of chaos.
Today He feeds the deepest hunger.
Today He holds the tension of minor chords before resolving them at the perfect moment.
Today He sands selfish edges into compassion-rounded corners.
Today He sings over His children.
Today He mixes the colors of hardship and pain with hope and joy.
Today He builds refuges for overwhelmed souls.
Today He knits together the future.
Today He speaks life.
Today the Artist is at work. And it is good.
I’m so glad the Artist of the universe gifted you as well–you paint life so beautifully with your words.
Thanks, Jenni–it’s a gift I’m grateful for each and every day!
What a beautiful reminder of all that our God is doing, things seen and things unseen, each day. He never sleeps.
Thanks! I forget so easily how active He really is–it’s good to be reminded He never stops creating.
I LOVE reading what you write. You are incredibly gifted by the Artist-Creator!
Thank you, Joyce! I love being able to write, and I’m so grateful He lets the words have a life beyond me.