I WANT TO SPEAK OF LOVE.. (me!) Sandra, tvgp
Not romantic love, or parent/child, or sibling or best friends.. I want to speak of this kind of love: the man who walked past a tree stump, looked and said to himself..I would love to paint on that! It would make a great canvas. And so he cut a portion of the stump, and sanded it flat, and treated it with chemicals so he could paint on it, without the paint being absorbed into the wood; or fading away. He loved certain greens, and blues and so used an abundance of those colors in his painting, which was of another tree, in full bloom, that he saw on a hike, and fell in love with. "I would love to capture the beauty of that tree one day in a painting." he did. A beautiful tree painted on -a tree. He loved the process of painting it; and he loved the result when it was done. We know intuitively what that means, don't we.. That he loved the process and loved the result. But, Now what? He prayed and asked God that it end up in the hands of someone who would love it. He carried it on a hike and laid it against a tree where passersby would see it... And trusted that it would end up in the house of someone who truly loved it. He left. Later that same day, a person stopped and looked at the painting.. The person looked at it, and lifted it.. And checked it out with great regard. He could see it was not painted by any amateur, and was delighted to find a signature on the back... He gathered from the size and weight, that he could successfully carry it back to his truck -and when he got it home.. He started to search the web... Search the Internet... Because He needed to know how much it was worth.
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