Works of Art

I had seen the works of Simon Beck (snow) and Andres Amador (sand) on FaceBook and shared them on my page.   I find their artwork simply amazing.    [Click on the artist's names to see their work.]  

I wonder how these artists feel when their masterpieces are trampled over, covered, ruined, or washed away.  In spite the inevitability of destruction, they persevere and start anew.  They don't quit making works of art, they just keep on doing it.   They create because they love what they do and want to share this with the rest of the world.    They have a vision and they make it happen.  And while it there, it is perfect.

I guess that is the same way God feels about us.  Each of us is His work of art.  Each one created the way God planned.  And in spite our faults and failures, we are still loved.  

I don't know if it is because Lent is approaching, but I was reminded of this poem.   

MASTER WEAVER'S PLAN

My life is but a weaving
Between the Lord and me;
I may not choose the colors–
He knows what they should be.

For He can view the pattern
Upon the upper side
While I can see it only
On this, the under side.

Sometimes He weaves in sorrow,
Which seems so strange to me;
But I will trust His judgment
And work on faithfully.

‘Tis He who fills the shuttle,
And He knows what is best;
So I shall weave in earnest,
And leave to Him the rest.

Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why.

The dark threads are as needed
In the Weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.

~ Benjamin Malachi Franklin