Last night I was in church with some of the mission team members. They were trying to paint a picture of Noah's Ark.
Initially they did not really know how to do so as in determining the size of the painting; what colours they were going to use to bring the Ark to reality; and whether to paint animals on the Ark or not.
As time went by, the outlines were drawn. The Ark was beginning to look like one. It was boring initially because there were no colours. Then the paint got onto the canvas and slowly the picture enfolds.
The whole process took a while but the effort taken to finish the painting was worth it.
What the team members did reminded me of the effort God took to create every one of us unique in His sight. There is no one on this earth like you and me. You may say, "What about twins?" Look again, their moles are not at the same spot between them.
There were droplets of paint spilled; some of the bristles of the brushes came loose and got stuck to the paint; insects landed on the wet paint and became part of the picture; the final outlining of the Ark with paint-markers was not done yet.
No matter what the imperfections might be, the picture was still a masterpiece. I dare to say no one will be able to show me another picture exactly like the one my fellow brother and sisters did.
They will be coming together again to do the final touch-ups and I guess the picture will be even more beautiful when the members are done with their work. I guess it goes the same for us - that God is still working on us, touching us up here and there.
One thing is for sure - one day, we will all be beautiful as He had planned us to be.
As I go through this pilgrim's journey, I want to constantly remind myself that I am unique. God created me special and I praise Him for that. If ever I want to know my real identity, I will not find it anywhere else in this world but in Him through the reading of His Word and my daily communion with Him through prayer.
I may have my imperfections and struggles but I will not see these as bad but opportunities for God to beautify me further. The challenge for me is whether I am willing to let Him to. We struggle with that all the time, isn't it? Trying to control the destiny of our lives even though we know deep down it is impossible.
In conclusion, praise the Lord for me! Sounds egoistic, right? But pride aside, I am thankful to God for making me special. :)
May my life be a blessing to others.
"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."
Psalm 139: 13-16
Initially they did not really know how to do so as in determining the size of the painting; what colours they were going to use to bring the Ark to reality; and whether to paint animals on the Ark or not.
As time went by, the outlines were drawn. The Ark was beginning to look like one. It was boring initially because there were no colours. Then the paint got onto the canvas and slowly the picture enfolds.
The whole process took a while but the effort taken to finish the painting was worth it.
What the team members did reminded me of the effort God took to create every one of us unique in His sight. There is no one on this earth like you and me. You may say, "What about twins?" Look again, their moles are not at the same spot between them.
There were droplets of paint spilled; some of the bristles of the brushes came loose and got stuck to the paint; insects landed on the wet paint and became part of the picture; the final outlining of the Ark with paint-markers was not done yet.
No matter what the imperfections might be, the picture was still a masterpiece. I dare to say no one will be able to show me another picture exactly like the one my fellow brother and sisters did.
They will be coming together again to do the final touch-ups and I guess the picture will be even more beautiful when the members are done with their work. I guess it goes the same for us - that God is still working on us, touching us up here and there.
One thing is for sure - one day, we will all be beautiful as He had planned us to be.
As I go through this pilgrim's journey, I want to constantly remind myself that I am unique. God created me special and I praise Him for that. If ever I want to know my real identity, I will not find it anywhere else in this world but in Him through the reading of His Word and my daily communion with Him through prayer.
I may have my imperfections and struggles but I will not see these as bad but opportunities for God to beautify me further. The challenge for me is whether I am willing to let Him to. We struggle with that all the time, isn't it? Trying to control the destiny of our lives even though we know deep down it is impossible.
In conclusion, praise the Lord for me! Sounds egoistic, right? But pride aside, I am thankful to God for making me special. :)
May my life be a blessing to others.
"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."
Psalm 139: 13-16
No comments:
Post a Comment