bookwormpenguin's Random musings

Watermelon Seeds A fairy carried  watermelon seeds  in a shred of cloth  in her pocket  through the forest  as thunder boomed overhead.  But the pouch had a hole and the seeds fell out during the journey. Once the fairy discovered this it was too late to recover the seeds  due to the rain.  The fairy thought  for a moment  and then smiled  knowing watermelon  would grow somewhere  in the forest even if  it wasn't her desired garden. 

To truly understand the heart of an artist one must study their work. By sittting still and examining their techniques, their color choices, and by comparing their work to others' like it and unlike it; one is able to understand the heart of the artist that created the piece.  God is the ultimate artist as the creator of the universe. His creations are so a mazing and numerous that one cant study them all in a lifetime. No human artist can match his creations rather they are creating mirrors of what God has already created. This isn't a bad thing or a lack, so to speak, rather its the nature of creating art.  We are all God's cherished creations. No human is perfect and of course doesn't live up to the original creator just as a painting of a sunset may be beautiful but it doesn't capture all the original beauty.