Let’s imagine we are all painters. I know, that’s a stretch for some including me. We go out in the country to paint a beautiful water fall and stream at the edge of a wooded area. The water glistens in the sun and tall grass is bending softly in the breeze as the leaves of the trees softly sigh. The birds of the pasture and wooded area are singing away and flying insects are humming around as well as the clicking of locusts as they jump from grass blade to grass blade. White puffy cotton ball like clouds are sauntering across the expanse of blue above with soaring hawks floating back and forth seeking prey. What a beautiful scene…

Our brush and palette in hand, the image is flying onto the canvas. It is beautiful as well. Wow, our picture is going to be a personal masterpiece. The vibrance we are depicting of the scene is something to behold. We finish and we sit back and look with great pleasure at the image we have created…it is beautiful. The grays, whites, and blues blending to show the water coming down the fall and gurgling along in the stream. Our color choices for the rocks forming the fall as well as along and in the stream are superb. The trees look almost like a camera took them instead of our brush painting them.

Oh…what’s that? We lean a little closer and notice a blemish, then another… what is happening, I didn’t paint that there…it isn’t in the scene. Then we realize…doggone it a couple of birds flew over and yuck… The paint is damp and an attempt to wipe it off smears the image. Crud…it was a masterpiece. No matter what we do now, good art critics we be able to tell there was an image modification in those smeared places…the original image is gone forever, it is now good for nothing but the scrap heap.

The Bible says we are God’s masterpiece. We (mankind) were created in His image, a perfect reproduction of His mind and spirit. Beings with a will and the capability to make decisions not just live by animal instinct. Then sin came and dropped into the image. Now the masterpiece has a flaw and will never be the same. His perfect creation has been ruined, the image He was going to cherish and cling to is now good for nothing but the scrap heap.

But wait, His Son was sitting beside him painting as well and that image is just as good and not flawed. God looks at His Son and says how proud He is of the picture. The son takes his canvas and sits it on God’s easel and says, it is finished.

You see God created everything and we are just a part of it. A piece of the canvas of His creation and we are a masterpiece. The flaw of sin smudges our spiritual relationship with God so that He would like to throw us away. But Christ came to earth to give himself away as a sacrifice to remove our smudge if we accept that sacrifice. When God looks at the easel now the only picture He sees is the one the Son made…a perfect masterpiece to be cherished.

“For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.” Ephesians‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭NLT‬‬

Since we have been created anew through Christ’s redemptive sacrifice let us walk out our faith in the appropriate manner.

“Don’t you realize that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God? You do not belong to yourself, for God bought you with a high price. So you must honor God with your body.” 1 Corinthians‬ ‭6:19-20‬ ‭NLT‬‬

“And so, dear brothers and sisters, I plead with you to give your bodies to God because of all he has done for you. Let them be a living and holy sacrifice—the kind he will find acceptable. This is truly the way to worship him.” Romans‬ ‭12:1‬ ‭NLT‬‬

Just a little thought on a masterpiece, be blessed.

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