Your Masterpiece Or Your Master's Peace
Your Master's Peace
Splatters on the canvas
Splatters of life's colors come flying onto our canvas; attempts are made to maneuver their placement. Ego battles pride individual seeking arrangement within the brush strokes of our masterpiece. Stepping back, you admire your work all the while forgetting what allowed its completion.
Today you can be a part of something, think about how you will be a part of this masterpiece. Do you want to create your own, or relinquish your brush to the Master Painter? By allowing His hand to guide your brush stroke’s you can become an actual work of art.
Something special is going to happen today because it’s a new day! Opening your eyes, taking that first breath, maybe your first "for real breath," how exciting to see what ways to use your canvas of this new day.
Whether this breath was your first, because you were a newborn, fresh from your mother’s womb or because you were saved by grace and newly born, does it matter? Why bother getting caught up in the logistics of which breath is most important?
God allows each breath; therefore He uses them. Surrendering to the artistry of your Master allows for the inspiration to be used for a purpose. Breathe in this fresh start with a new focus. Turn your attention to God and see how He will use your breath. Allow yourself newness in Christ for this will lead you toward a real home.
Today is a new day
No one knows what you're facing today, maybe not even you. No matter what happens with our splatters in life, we own our reactions to them or do we? These have formed in our creation. We will learn from every splatter and are affected by them.
Each splatter becomes part of a beautiful work the Master creates in each of us. The work may smudge a bit adding a little too much shadow, or at times being a little heavy-handed trying to get our way. We must learn to be patient, waiting for our brush stroke to dry, before seeing what comes next. We’re not in control, so, why not trust the Father's Hand?
Brushstrokes by the Masters hand
The canvas is always changing
What happened to your painting today?
Were you the dad who saw his newborn inflate his lungs with a joyous fill today?
Were you the daughter who watched her father gasp for one more breath to say goodbye?
Were you the teen who released a sigh at the passing of a driving test?
Were you the girl taking a weak breath due to pain after joyfully walking away from your traumatic accident?
Are you the parent who got the call trying to remind yourself to keep breathing?
Are you patient breathing through the journey?
Are you the family breathing as you wait for the journey to be in the past?
Are you the bride that feels his breath on her cheek as she waits for the first day as his wife?
Are you the groom mesmerized as you gasp seeing her walk toward you into your forever?
Are you the mom who breathes a comforting sigh knowing the baby moved inside of you for the first time?
Are you the mom trying to hold it together panting until bedtime?
Are you the family breathing between a hearty laugh of silliness?
Are you sighing a breath of loneliness as you pray for the answers to your moment?
Are you the broken trying desperately to take a breath?
Are you the healed breathing in the beauty and relief?
Are you breathing in your moments?
Are you breathing in, the moments of pain?
Are you breathing in, the moments of joy?
Are you finding they're one in the same when the breath of heaven is yours?
See that first breath changes everything, especially if you woke up today. The truth is the Spirit breath is for you, how are you going to use it?
You are His masterpiece
Suppose we recognize, all that is given, good, bad, even indifferent is allowed. It’s allowed for the making a masterpiece. You’re a brushstroke, you matter and you’re important. Don’t let anyone tell you what your brushstroke looks like, or is going to look like, they don’t know, only the Painter knows that. The work being done within you today is part of the beautiful scene, of your future.
Our future is not in the breath of this life, but rather in the breath of heaven. It may be hard to recall that idea, in your minute to minute, however, if we take a moment to look back at our latest brushstroke we often see the masterpiece coming together.
Breath of Heaven
We are all blinded at times
Our circumstance does not define us, how we use it for our walk with Him is what makes for a life-changing moment. Relying on our masterpiece will be but a mere replica of the Master Artist’s work.
Just as in a work of art, we meet challenges along the way. When in battle with people it’s sometimes hard to remember that God has placed you together at that moment, to love one another unconditionally while perfecting the worst parts of yourself. When we humble ourselves to see the imperfection of self, over any of those in our path, we then see the work we have yet to do. The love showed us, the Master's special love given in every breath regardless of our very obvious imperfections. He sees our worth, why do we not see the worth in others as He does? Why do some not see their worth? We are all a part of the big picture, and yet we are blinded.
Trusting the Painter with our brushstrokes
Sometimes things on our canvass become clouded, and it’s all in how we see things. Do we look with a blinded eye, through a plank so large it obstructs our view of who we are? Are we detecting a brick wall with limits that are binding and defeating? How about we open our eyes to the masterpiece and see it for what it is? We are, after all, a work in progress, right? What if as we stumble, we start seeing the good in every happening?
We inevitably balk at the mishaps of communication during our days. We probably want to rebuke the conversations or obstacles that block us from moving forward. We must try to look at the bright side of the dark cloud on any given day. Most importantly, look carefully at our own brushstroke’s that He has placed upon the canvass, and understand in retrospect what an excellent and beautiful work He is doing in all of us.
In the times when something or someone is nipping at your toes, and causing distraction from His Masterpiece, try to look down and love the fact that it’s only at your feet, and you, are at the feet of the highest. Keep your eyes on that future, on that masterpiece, and all the brushstrokes will come together for a beautiful work in you.
The Cross is the best example
The Master's example
To live given the examples of works completed by the Master is a gift. To be witness to the testimonies of His faithful, while in the chaotic whirlwind of the scenes He is creating in them is pure beauty. To know and feel His grace in the action of a moment is breath itself. Living in the knowledge that He sees us in our imperfection, yet knowing that He loves us anyway, this is how our brush stroke in life should be with others.
We will never make the brush stroke that we are meant to place in the masterpiece unless we allow the Master to help us in its placement. He can also erase the mistakes with His special techniques using everything from His grand design.
Forgive, live, laugh and love, but humble yourself to the joy of one more breath for Him. It’s not about the way it’s not about he said/she said, and it’s not about the critique of you. It’s not about the mistake you made today or tomorrow. It’s not even about your brush stroke. It’s all about the breath He has given, and the work He wants to do with you, and in you. It’s NOT about YOUR MASTERPIECE, but rather your final placement in your MASTER’S PEACE.
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