The Master Craftsman
God is the Artist
I am the canvas
He paints the path and direction of my life
At times I feel as if His strokes are going in the wrong direction
My insecurities, selfish desires and impatience are like an abstract
The brush that He holds gently glides with ease and perfection
He uses bold colors when declaring His sovereignty
Soft pastels when He whispers words of reassurance
He is the Master at work
Carefully designing my destiny
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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| My Desire | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
| The Master Craftsman | 4 | 09/07/2009 |
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