Last week after I finished teaching a class at the gallery on painting folk art angels (of all things), my friend Di and I went to have a glass of wine at Flat Iron so I could chill out from the week and have a little down time before heading home again.
I'm so fortunate to have friends who accept me for who I am, let me rant and rave about things I love, hate, question.....or just vent. And that night, my head was swimming about silly questions like, 'why are we really here?' and 'a virgin birth.....come on, really?' and 'does God even know who I am?'. Ridiculous when you think about my last blog post.
My dear friend reminds me that questions are good. Doubting is healthy and just like any decent relationship, God welcomes it.
Really?? And then I figured....I don't know all there is to know about my husband, my kids....even my dog....but I love them so much. I love discovering new things about them. I love that ever so often I get a new glimpse into them and appreciate who they are and seeing talents they have that I don't and loving that their personalities, loves, interests and desires are different than mine. It's so cool!
I have to admit that I was even a little mad at God for a couple of days. How do I really know that He cares a lick about my teeny, little life. Are those gentle nudges really Him or am I just making it up? Wishful thinking?? Am I crazy????????
And in the midst of all this...I got a commission for a painting. This lovely lady asked me to do a mixed media piece for her. She left the specifics of the painting up to me. She only required one thing to be included; a quote that read,
'Deus comprehensus non est Deus'
Which is translated.....
'God fully comprehended is not God'.
Now ain't that something.