I had been getting overwhelmed and
a bit stressed out with a bit too much flexibility for my liking. I knew I
needed a bit of a break, something I could control, something normal. We were
singing along to the Christian music, talking about what music festivals we had
been to, when I realized this was just what I needed. I needed a new coat of
paint. I watched as the fresh creamy white paint covered the old brown wood,
giving it new life, and realized what a difference a new coat of paint can
make. Sure the door still needed to be fixed, there was no oven, no furniture,
but with the fresh paint the house looked so inviting.
There are days when I feel so bright
and fresh and ready to do Gods work, but there are other days when I’m just so worn
out and tired, frustrated and stressed from simply living life from day to day.
My paint gets worn down by being beat up or simply not being refreshed often
enough. I refuse to slow down and take a break, but sometimes we need to stop
and let God give us a paint job.
I wasn’t exactly planning on
painting, and I certainly didn’t know it would be God’s way of giving me a much
needed break. I find it relaxing to paint trim, careful not to get the paint
where it’s not supposed to be; being precise. And just allowing myself to be in
His presence, singing out about his love and not caring whether I’m on key or
not, works wonders on my mental health. God was repainting me today. He was stripping
away my burdens and just letting me feel his love, refreshing my heart.
Painting my face with a smile and my soul with a brightness that leaves others
wondering just why that girl’s so full of life. I’m ready to face the days
ahead with a new coat of paint, are you?
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