I think this is beautiful

A Metaphor




Life is bigger than you are. That is not to say you are not important. You are important. That is why you can't allow yourself to mope any longer. Realize your potential. Make your contribution to God's canvas of life. No matter how small your strokes, how drab your paints, His final masterpiece will never be as beautiful or complete without you.



You make think, It is already miraculo...us. It already has more color and technique than Michelangelo could have dreamed up in a million years, let alone me, someone who can't even draw a straight line. What could I possibly add that wouldn't just mess it up?



I reply to your question with another. Do you truly believe any novice's hand could ruin that painting? Do you not think that the Master painter can incorporate your clumsy blotches into something breath-taking? Do you not think that the Master Teacher can train you up until your blotches are fewer and your strokes are in sync with what He has in mind? He will even guide your hand with His if you let Him. You have only to pick up your brush again.



Do not be overly concerned about the blotches you will make. As I said, He will make it as though they were meant to be there.



As for your blotches already dried and glaring at you in contempt, take a step back. His canvas stretches out of sight in every direction. Notice how small those blotches are? Can you even pick them out anymore?



Perhaps one or two especially unsightly ones? Look to His tools. Look. There is a scraper. Look. There is a color that would be stunning next to that blotch (you didn't think anything could look stunning on that noxious color, did you?). Look there. See the man who is painting over his blotch? He is using it to add texture to his contribution. You could do that. Look there! That child is already transforming your mistake into something surprising and heart-warming.



Life is bigger than you are. That is not to say you are not important. You are important. Pick up your brush.