Spoke to a friend today. She said something that painted a pix of life for me. She saw Monet's Water Lilies in NY and up close, she just saw the strokes that did not make much sense. Only when she stood back, she saw the big picture. Wow.
That struck a chord. Many times, our lives and the events in our lifes... are too close... and we just see the strokes. Also like seeing the threads. But when we step back, we can see the whole picture literally and the woven cloth.
Just glad my life is not some random existence but in the Hands of a Creator who painted the earth, and paints my life... that at the end of it, I can see the whole picture.
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