A seed drops,
It burrows and nestles into rich soil,
It springs forth with new life,
Fragile branches at first,
Growing strong with each passing day,
Expanding, stretching, embracing the sky,
Reaching for the face of its Creator,
It bends and twists in the storms of life,
It blossoms and thrives in good times,
It grows stronger in bad times,
It withers, it shrivels, it dies,
But it doesn’t end there,
The circle of life continues,
Watch, observe, delight in God’s hand in it.
i started this painting of hydrangeas several years ago. It needed some help, so my husband Paul assisted me in the final piece. The ability to observe is inherent in all of us unless our eyes have been blinded from birth, but even then God gives us four other senses to allow us to breathe in everything in our existence. We may not be able to see the brilliant colors, the majestic mass of a tree, the vastness of the heavens or the beauty of a sea or landscape, but He blesses us with other ways to “see”.
Every artist, whether a writer, painter, sculptor, actor, musician or dancer must observe everything in life in order to portray it in a believable, convincing way. Studying every idiosyncrasy, examining each detail, with all the senses God has given us, allows our interpretation to be expressed in unique and wonderful ways.
Praise the Lord for the special attention He has paid to every detail of this life. He calms the storms, He makes things grow and develop, He provides for every living thing, He gives life, He provides for eternity. With Him, our salvation has been assured and life everlasting waits for those who believe in Him.