An empty canvas is full.
Today I'm thankful that every day I get a blank canvas. With God, at least.
No matter what has happened the day before, His mercies are new every morning. And when I wake up at the start of each new day, it's a chance for God to paint something new on my canvas.
The question is: Will I let Him hold the paint brushes and choose the colors, or will I fight for the control myself? Will I let go of how I think the painting should look and allow Him to create a masterpiece?
Will I be okay if my canvas turns out to be something completely abstract and, perhaps different than what people might expect from me? Will I be comfortable with going outside the lines for added character?
Will I just sit back and let my Creator paint what He has envisioned for me? Because, really, that would be the perfect picture.
I hope I can answer yes to these questions today. But if not, at least I know that in the morning I can try again. And again.
Until one day God has created the masterpiece in me that He is longing for.