On the back of my shop door is a piece of butcher paper with random scribbles in multi-colored ink. To anyone who would notice the door-size sheet they would wonder what it is and why it is there. It is the artwork of my two oldest grandchildren, Will & Hadley (work they did in my shop while I attempted to finish a project). The artwork is special, not because of its monetary value, but because of the value of my grandkids.
As my dad and I attended to the estate sale of my late Aunt Fannie, I noticed a small piece of color in the trash we had accumulated from my great-aunt's house. It turned out to be a small oil painting that my aunt had done many years ago. That small oil painting, about the size of a deck of cards, is now framed, matted, and is proudly displayed in our home - not because of the famous artist, but because of our love for Aunt Fannie.
Isaiah stated, "We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand." (Is. 64:8). We are uniquely formed by God. The pattern of our life may not make much sense to our way of thinking, but to the Lord, we are beautiful. We are his artwork - flawed, broken, misshapen, but still his very own. We are created in the image of God. We are important to HIM.
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Very articulate, cognizant and verbose for a product of the Oklahoma school system.
ReplyDeleteMy kids create works of art as well! They are precious. Allison loves to write and receive notes. She'll ask me how to spell some words like "favorite," as in "You are my favorite dad!" Keepers for sure!
ReplyDeletethat was beautiful! I have many "artworks"and such from all four of my kids. They think I'm weird, but they all like to look thru Mom's junk box for their artwork from kindygarden on up...it's so easy to "forget" the blessings of our lives..my artwork helps me remember...
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