It’s the Master Artist Who Paints our Lives with Color

In the beginning God created… Genesis 1:1

My mother is an artist, and I’ve always admired the sure strokes she uses as she applies color to canvas. The picture didn’t just happen, dictated by the tools she used or the circumstances. It was dictated by the vision she held so firmly in her mind.

In her mind’s eye, the picture was always finished before she even began. But to me, watching it take shape, it so often looked more like chaos than art.