Fair
“Life not go that way, mom. You know dat?” These are the words that sometimes come sailing out of my three year olds lips. Somehow, in his short time here on earth he has gotten the concept down already.
Life really isn’t fair. What do you do when the rug is pulled out from under you and it sends you flying into the air only to land you square on your back in disbelief? I have two people in my life who have recently lost their mothers due to some freak accident or medical issue. I think of their pain and wonder what feelings they go through on a daily basis. The highs and the lows. The crushing pain of loss. No one replaces a mother. Nothing replaces that sense of secruity and peace. Nowhere on earth can you get away from those feelings and relax again. I wish I could give them a sense of peace and replace what their aching hearts need. But it is not my ability to do so.
Fortunately, there is always faith. Trusting in the perfect love of God. So many times we despair on our own and we feel so cheated by the lack of fairness in our lives as compaired to others. I get sad when I think of these friends and can only hope that they will find peace through the Living God.
I became inspired to paint a picture of peace for them.
A soothing mix of bright metallic paints in gold and silver. Along with shades of blue and grey, there is a yellow that seems like light. The picture is of a freefloating wing painted in metals and light blues with a sweep of grey under it and a frame of yellow above and around it. I just want it to bless her and give her a vision of peace.
I painted a few little things but haven’t gotten them up yet, but at least I did them.
