Masterpiece

More and more God’s will is being obscured and blurred in to my own personal wishes and desires. His masterpiece for my life is being mixed with my own amateur paint strokes…
The point isn’t to just to let go of the paintbrush, to throw up my hands and say “I’m Done! I can’t do this anymore!” even if that’s how I feel every time my heart is wounded. The point is to simply allow the masters hand to hold mine and create something beyond anything I could ever imagine.