A God moment. A consolation. When one least expects it. This happened a few days ago in the kitchen, while washing dishes at the sink. Suddenly, i felt His gentle breeze blowing, a caress against my face, then an inexplicable peace descended upon me, a quiet joy that seemed to transcend everything else around me. It felt too good to share with anyone, to disrupt that heavenly feeling, wishing for it to last forever. Alas, it lasted a mere minute or so before it dissipated and reality set in.
I haven’t felt His peace and consolation for a long time since our marital woes. It seems as if God has abandoned me, but i know He is always there beside me. If i suffer, how much more HE has suffered. If i feel abandoned, how much more HE has been rejected.
When i rediscovered my passion for art to learn watercolor painting 3 years ago, i was brimming with zeal to paint for the Love of God, asking Him to paint with me and through me. Not once did it ever cross my mind that my passion could just vanish, under my emotional turmoil and spiritual upheaval. Perhaps it is like how one can lose sleep and appetite over broken relationships. I paint through the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, so i suppose when i am spiritually down, my passion for painting took a corresponding nosedive too.
In WordPress blogs, i have been greatly inspired by all these artists who persevere in their commitment to paint, daily, despite the odds. (Thank you to YOU who inspire me!) Yesterday, when i went to see an art exhibition, and stood there for an hour and a half watching two artists demonstrating watercolor painting, I couldn’t help but felt wistful.
It’s been almost six months since i last picked up the brush. This morning, i prayed that if it is HIS will, the Lord will renew in me that passion, courage and perseverance to paint for Him again. By R