To Paint the Impossible

As I'm not currently taking any actual high school classes this year, my mom and I decided to take some drawing classes through the parks and rec program in our city to supplement the classes that I was dearly missing. The first class session went wonderfully and my mom and I both made some wonderful paintings that we were both very happy with. 
However, we finished out the class and signed up for round two. We showed up for class the first day and I started flipping through some magazines for inspiration for what to paint. I found quite a few pretty pictures of flowers and such, and then I found trouble. I found a picture of a vase with a bouquet of flowers that was multi-colored, with a fair amount of shading and several chinese dragons. A little in over my head, being advised against trying to copy the ridiculously complicated painting by the teachers, I was determined. I would not give up, no matter how intimidating that picture was - facing me every week, I would look at the magazine print and wonder what I had been thinking to choose to copy it. But there was no way I was going to giver up on it - no matter how difficult it was, it was a beautiful picture, and I saw the potential that it had - (if I ever finished it) - the beauty that it could hold. 
Then I realized, that God sees us the same way. Throughout all of my medical challenges and trials, I've struggled to always see myself through God's eyes with all the physical hits that my body has taken from the medications and surgeries. However, despite everything that the medical profession has done to me and my body, He still sees me as beautiful. He created me, He formed me in my mother's womb. How amazing to be that intimately connected with my creator!? They can't take that away from me, no matter how many brain biopsies they perform or shunts they place, I've been created beautifully by my creator, individually. He saw the potential, sees the potential that I still have, even if I don't always see it - I have to trust Him that I have that potential to continue to 

flower, to look past the flaws that I see, and place my trust in Him.




For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.Ps. 139:13