Today I reconnected with my former art teacher and told her of the struggle I’ve been having with watercolor, how I’m just not satisfied with the results I’ve been getting. She suggested that I try a monochromatic painting, such as we did in class years ago. So I did. And to be honest, although it isn’t perfect, I think it’s better than the one I did in class years ago, and it was relaxing.
Tonight’s poem is based upon Psalm 56:8,
You number my wanderings: put my tears into Your bottle; are they not in Your book?
These weary feet oft washed in my own tears
Have trodden this long road for years on end
Through many a sweltering day and chilly night.
I cannot see what lies beyond the bend.
But my long journey has not gone unseen
By the eyes of Him who watches evermore.
The Book of Life now bears my name within,
And a bottle keeps each single tear in store.
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