A picture says a hundred words that
sometimes my pen fails to capture.
When scripture says, "and Mary pondered all these things in her heart," I wonder what an exhibit of her heart would say in the hundreds of snapshots captured by her soul.sometimes my pen fails to capture.
I wonder how many songs are written but never sung, how many movies scripted but never acted out, how many books outlined but never sold? The eyes, the heart, the soul--a treasure of the greatest masterpieces captured, written, and expressed often to no one other than ourselves.
To an audience of one these songs are sung, these movies screened, and these books read. Masterpieces of worship inspired by and for God that no one else may ever see. It does not take a critic, an audience, or monetary gain to define a success.
True accomplishment comes in knowing that who you are, who you were made to be, the song in your heart, the story of your soul are masterpieces to the one that sees into your heart and soul. It is only He that inspires your simple pleasures and greatest desires.
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