We go to the museum to see the art

but sometimes we become the art.

Actually, I have recently come to see my kids, my home, and my family life

as being my best, most vibrant, most expressive, most intelligent, most life-filled, most moving ongoing work of art.
I can't wait to see how it turns out.
3 comments:
Psalm 139 is the best comment that I can come up with for this post - lovely kids, lovely mom, and a transcendent AND immanent God
Amen, Anonymous!! :)
Let's just hope they don't turn out too abstract. Heehee. :P
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