In the silence of the early morning, the dawn of a brand new day, I look outside at the dim-lit world black and white, and many shades of gray.
It's as if the Lord hasn't poured on the color to make the day shine bright, the sun must be the brush that He uses to paint on the colors along with the light.
Every day we spend together is like this, a brand new day to fill, and God gives us many brushes to use, to paint this picture as we will.
I can paint on a sky blue and clear, ad in some fluffy white clouds, and birds soaring high up into that blue, singing their sweet songs clear and loud.
The green of a field I would add on next, full of flowers so bright, and over it all would shine the Son, spreading grace and peace in its light.
For God adds His touches to every stroke, love and hope, joy and bliss are painted in, He lives in our hearts and it shows in the paintings, they all seem to be lit from within.
Into the painting we step each day, to live out the joy inside, and the picture becomes a snapshot in time, revealing the beauty that just cannot hide.
God is the One who provides the canvas, the paints and brushes are gifts from above, and each day we try to capture the beauty make a picture of our love.
The wonder is that it's never finished, for our love grows and changes each day,
and with joy we begin to put paint to canvas to show our love in a different way.
I thank God every day for this wondrous gift, for another set of hours with you,
that I can create another masterpiece of love, painting my dream come true.
Its only with God's canvas, paint and brushes can I paint what is really true, the joy I feel, the freedom there is, in each minute I spend loving you.
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