masterpiece
“Masterpiece.”
What do you think of when you hear that word?
The Sistine Chapel of Michelangelo?
“Romeo and Juliet” by Shakespeare?
The 95-96 season of the Chicago Bulls?
Whatever you think of, it usually means the same thing.
Something spectacular—there’s nothing else like it—nothing in the world.
Something that’s a masterpiece is one-in-a-million. A treasure.
also
It’s a small word – an afterthought – an addition.
Nothing spectacular follows an also.
“On vacation, we went to Disney World, Sea World, and the beach. We also went to McDonald’s.”
Also; not a big deal; not the focus; not all that important.
In Genesis 1, we read the account of God creating the world. His power and creativity explode in every verse:
you will be found
Here’s a great song to encourage you if/when you need it. The clip below is taken from James Corden’s late night show. He invited the original cast of Dear Evan Hansen to share a quarantine performance of “You Will Be Found.” So good.
those people
You’ve heard the story of Jonah, right? The guy who gets swallowed by a big fish because he ran from God.
But the point of the story is not the fish. Don’t get distracted by the fish.
The key to the story of Jonah is found at the end of chapter 3 and the beginning of chapter 4.
for your glory
Here’s one from the amazing Tre McLaughlin. Dude can sing, play, arrange, and lead a singing group like nobody’s business! Listen to the unison on this.
beauty for ashes
Has someone ever hurt you?
Have you ever been betrayed?
forgotten?
rejected?
cheated on?
abused?
Maybe you could never live up to someone’s expectations,
and it made you feel like junk.
dawn
It’s hard to know exactly when it is. It’s a process.
It doesn’t happen all at once; it comes slowly … gradually … little by little.
It comes between the pitch dark of midnight and the blazing sun of noon.
Dawn.
Every day has one. Webster’s dictionary defines it as “the beginning of a new day.”
Shouldn’t we be able to point to one specific moment that starts a new day?
are the mountains shrinking?
I can see the mountains from where I live. I love to look at the mountains on a clear evening, just after the sun has set behind them; they glow. They stand out so sharply against the sky that it seems as though you could prick your finger on them.
Sometimes the sky isn’t so clear. Sometimes the clouds roll in and hide the mountains to where you can’t even see them at all.