Just A Thought.

This is probably the awkwardest picture of a jar of paint brushes you will ever see.  One day, a long time ago, I thought I was going to be an artist. The dream died but I still like to look at my brushes because I think they are more pretty then my paintings.
This is probably the awkwardest picture of a jar of paint brushes you will ever see. One day, a long time ago, I thought I was going to be an artist. The dream died but I still like to look at my brushes because I think they are more pretty then my paintings. PS: Setting them on a bookshelf was suppose to be artistic. Oh and Nancy Drew for the win.

Some days everything is alright. The sun is shining; the long day’s worth of school is cut short with a sudden cancelation of your night class, and before you know it the semester will be over and you will walk out of class with the birds chirping and 60 degree weather that feels oh so good.
Life is messy most of the time but sometimes it’s okay.
You look forward to the future but sometimes you have to stop focusing on the big things. Like college graduation, finding a job, and going through all the phases of adulthood that plummet towards you as you leave the past self of term papers and tests behind.
Instead sometimes you just need to focus on today and what little bits of joy it will bring you.
When you look too long at the big picture you start worrying and fretting over how incomplete it looks.
We forget sometimes that tomorrow is just another stroke of the brush. You paint flowers in your garden and you make minor details to your clouds of possibilities.
Sometimes the colors are just completely wrong and you have to tear off the page and start again.  Sometimes you make a wrong stroke and your forced to repair the mistake, and even once it’s fixed and barely noticeable, you know it’s there and it bothers you to the point that you think you have to start again when you really don’t.
To be honest, life is kind of like painting with your eyes closed sometimes. You don’t know how it’s going to turn out.  You just have to trust God to keep your hand steady as you paint.
But trust me…once you open them, it will be a beautiful masterpiece.

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