It’s a masterpiece

Picture for a moment your eyes fastened on a canvas. You are alone in a museum (the docent shut out every other visitor for you) sitting for hours. You cannot look away as you have been arrested by your perception and vision of what stares you in the face.

Image result for still lake

The nuances of color, light, shadowing, texture, tone, boldness, demureness, and simple awe have penetrated a place in you that you were never aware of. You see history, geography, lakes, oceans, streams, rivers, music, architecture, humor, labor, sweat, tears, laughter, blood, elation, pain, yet you cannot put your finger on any of it, but see perfectly all of it.

It is impossible for a human to conceive what stares you in the face. The evidence of a hand uncommon to man is irrefutable. You see in this painting the beginning of life, the beauty, the wars, the suffering, and you see hidden between the notes behind the rocks…..

…your life, in all it’s successes and failures, it’s light and darkness, your doubts and fears, your love and scorn which you thought were a secret. How is this even possible you ask as you rub your eyes hoping to awake, but it is no dream, as your conscience indicts you as you hate such beauty.

What looks like a dot smaller than a grain of sand reveals itself as all the achievements of man are unfolded in perfect order. You are ready to faint seeing all the so-called geniuses of the world as no better or worse than a thief or a prince.  The works of Monet, Picasso, Dali, Rockwell, all sitting among heaps of scrap compared to a single raindrop. You cannot tolerate one more moment of such mental torture and unvarnished truth.

It looks like an Award winning video but nothing is moving. You wonder if anyone else has seen this, and if so, what have they seen? You still cannot look away as all perception of time is lost. You look at your watch. You have been enjoying that masterpiece for 67 years.

You look in the bottom right hand corner of the painting because you knew it was there. Yes. In ink. Your signature. Your name. And in that moment of unannounced honesty it hit you to your shame but delight because of the revelation of and to your self:

To deny life as the masterpiece planned and executed by Another, you have signed your name to his work, partaking in the greatest fraud known to man. You have denied the Master His own handiwork. You have made claim to a painting not your own.

Fortunately, He understands, as He so graciously gives you your next breath. Thank Him, and use it wisely.

(ps- to my atheist fan club, the simplicity of this post  should prove most delicious to the hunger pangs of the intellect. Only God can satiate that. If life isn’t enough proof…….)

Advertisements

About ColorStorm

Blending the colorful issues of life with the unapologetic truth of scripture.
This entry was posted in God and science and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

13 Responses to It’s a masterpiece

  1. Storm, that quote is rather profound.

    Where does it come from?

    Liked by 2 people

  2. ColorStorm says:

    Not sure which one you are speaking of S, but I take the blame and the credit for it all, courtesy of the Great God who inspires.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Wow, this is quite lovely Colorstorm! Profound indeed. I’m quite impressed. It reminds me of how “now we see through the glass darkly, but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.”

    Recently I was in a facility with some very bad art. Well, not “bad,” just odd, outdated, out of context. There was a print of a girl collapsed in a field, a wind mill in the background, all a bit creepy. I told the kids, it’s just a story waiting to be written,a writing prompt for you to enjoy. I suspect I inspired a couple of writers because something clicked and suddenly the painting made sense to them. It’s just a scene in a story waiting to be written. Nothing more. Modern eyes seem to have a great deal of trouble seeing what is not right there on the surface. To see and to know what cannot be easily seen is becoming a lost art.

    Our atheist friends are a bit like the colorblind insisting we provide them empirical data proving red and green actually exist. Naturally we’re all just delusional for even suggesting such colors are real.

    Liked by 2 people

    • ColorStorm says:

      A thousand apologies msb, you were sitting in the section of the wounded for ten hours! Geez.

      No clue why or how WP determines what is junk mail in need of moderation. And I thank you in advance for your understanding. 😉

      As to your take on the post, tkx alot. Art is a fickle thing, but the One who inspires needs no introduction.

      Our hearts indict a good matter when looking through a good lens I suppose.

      Like

  4. Wally Fry says:

    To deny life as the masterpiece planned and executed by Another, you have signed your name to his work, partaking in the greatest fraud known to man. You have denied the Master His own handiwork. You have made claim to a painting not your own.

    I’m pretty sure that was the quote SoM was talking about. Well said for sure.

    Liked by 2 people

  5. Wally Fry says:

    Ugh…went to the trash pile again

    Like

  6. Citizen Tom says:

    Great post! Definitely one of your best.

    Pretty sure Wally IDed the quote SoM mentioned.

    Don’t we all do that, sign our name to our Maker’s work? Still, we can repent.

    Romans 12:1-2 New King James Version (NKJV)

    12 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. 2 And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.

    Seem to me, taken as whole, your post is a good description of how we should pray, at least some of the time. Matthew 6 says we should find a quiet, private place to pray. Psalm 46:10 tells us to be still and know God. But it is as your post observes. It is hard to be quiet and still. It is hard to give up the pretense that I am not self-made. Our pride rebels.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Citizen Tom says:

    Post in moderation. Question. Have you ever relaxed the controls?

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s