Today I offer hope. I just finished reading Gordon MacKenzie’s Orbiting the Giant Hairball, an inspiring book on creativity and the human spirit. The man has a lot of great things to say, but, of course, he saves the best for last: we each have a masterpiece to paint. Before we touched earth, God gave each and everyone of us a blank piece of canvas and requested we return it to him with our masterpiece. The tricky part comes when we make our entrance into a world which conspires to unblanken our canvas by providing us with helpful hints as to how we should go about doing so. And then we take those hints, and our masterpiece ends up sucking. And, I’m guessing, God probably sighs.
But, God also hopes, because he knows us better than we know ourselves. He knows that we can always paint our masterpiece. It’s always in us, just waiting to be revealed – shared – with the world. But here’s the important thing MacKenzie wants us to remember: there’s only one masterpiece like ours, and if we go to the grave without painting it, then the world will be short one more masterpiece.
And, if you ask me, the more masterpieces the merrier.
But, God also hopes, because he knows us better than we know ourselves. He knows that we can always paint our masterpiece. It’s always in us, just waiting to be revealed – shared – with the world. But here’s the important thing MacKenzie wants us to remember: there’s only one masterpiece like ours, and if we go to the grave without painting it, then the world will be short one more masterpiece.
And, if you ask me, the more masterpieces the merrier.
Have you painted your masterpiece?
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