Art & Agony!
Soul Snack 9/164 ... Painting my canvas!
Instantly joy poured out the eyes. These eyes were truly the window to his soul! A crestfallen outward expression so accurately mirrored the inner heart.
Absence of alternatives had made his decision now ridiculously easy.
Yet again facing loss! Yet again facing a raging and rising volcano within! And, yet again realising his impotence, he fell desperately to his knees. He noticed no jar, felt no pain as the concrete floor immovably restrained his knees.
From the depth of the soul where words fail, he cried out to Jesus. In persistence of heart again he wondered -' why does life have to get so difficult before I'll approach the Throne of Grace?' Yet today would be the last day he would ever ask himself that question.
Finally he knew that the first strategy in painting life's canvas well was to seek Jesus. It would never be his last again.