A few Saturdays ago, I was finishing up a custom piece with the background noise of music playing over our home stereo system and the sound of Ryan and A playing and giggling in the other room. The sun poured into the room that is my makeshift studio/guest room/storage room and I was waiting on a coat of paint to dry.
You see, as much as I love to paint I lack the patience it takes sometimes. I hustle to move to the next step and slam on the brakes right before I make a mistake due to rushing the paint. I think that’s why I turn to digital work so often because it’s instant. No dry time. But the truth is I have a creative craving to paint without patience or not. I think I was given this talent to maybe learn a bit of patience. Ha. Practice makes patience.
So while I was waiting on the paint to dry I had a realization.
We often are ready to make the next step and we push for it and push for it and wonder why it hasn’t happened yet. Just like a couple of months ago Ryan was promoted to a new position in his job and that same week I was ready to hop back into the chaos of home hunting. Ryan quickly slammed on the brakes and let me know I was rushing things. I was so ready to take that next leap but in my heart I knew I was rushing it but my mind was screaming “let’s go speed racer.” We hashed out why we needed to wait and the reasons were all clear – we needed to wait for the “promotion” paint to try and we knew the amount of time we need to let it sit, and we decided to wait. Rushing it could mess up this whole masterpiece.
It made me think about faith. I think sometimes we have this grand idea in our heads and our own timelines but get frustrated when God isn’t opening the doors that we are waiting to be opened. We are rushing this masterpiece and the Master of Patience is simply waiting for the paint to try and when we don’t rush His timing the next step of the masterpiece turns out more beautiful than we expect.
Photos taken with our Nikon D3200
