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The Greatest Artist
As I reflect on the milestone moments in my life from 2025 and what the future holds for me in 2026, I always try to think about how I can help this year fit into God’s greater plan for my life. Even though I will never fully grasp what that is until I pass on.
I imagine God as an artist in his workshop; he transports my soul there as I safely slumber in my cozy bed, even though I have no way of knowing this, I dare to speculate that he does this for all his masterpieces. Since he’s never quite done with his imperfect creations, of which I am blessed to be one. He toils tirelessly and relentlessly as he tries to mold us into what he hopes we will be. He always keeps in mind our hopes and goals for the future, which we shouldn’t feel frightened to share with him.
Even in our sleep, our souls struggle against his gentle touch, not wanting to be molded even though somewhere we know it’s the best path for us to take. I firmly believe that God doesn’t judge you by your beliefs, even if some of them may be wrong in his eyes, as long as you do good to others and try not to cause harm. He knows he has plenty of time to talk to you. When he transports you home at last, when you pass away, these are just the musings of my mind, so I am not sure that any of this is correct, but wouldn’t it be wonderful if it is?
