And now I had better go. The boys have been fighting all day and wearing out my patience, and trying to concentrate on this computer isn't helping things much. Thankfully Scarlett has stopped crying for the moment. She and Greystoke are playing a game in which Greystoke pretends she knocks him down when she pushes him. She is laughing hysterically.
"These all look to you, to give them their food in due season. When you give it to them, they gather it up; when you open your hand, they are filled with good things." Psalm 104: 27-28
The Creator of the Universe, of the ocean and the beautiful spring weather we enjoyed today has given me enough today. Even when a few puffs doesn't feel like enough. Even when there is fatigue and shortness of breath and even a little anxiety. He gives us our food. He gives us our air. He gives us each opportunity to make each day a masterpiece.
Today my painting feels sloppy. I am tired. But the beautiful thing is, He comes along beside us. He fills in the gaps. He makes our messy handiwork into something complicated but somehow organized. Hints of darkness that bring our the brightness. Crevices and wrinkles that highlight the pathways of hope.