Glue

So, I finished my mosaic yesterday. It had to be the most peaceful thing I have done in a long, long time. My mind just went on like a factory machine. And the glue! Oh, the glue! The little 1/2" pieces of magazine paper and the canvas I worked on couldn't compliment one another without the uniting of the glue. Without the glue they wouldn't ever be brought together. The glue portrayed a certain relationship in my life. I was the little squares that could so easily be bent or lost. Our Lord was the big, white, thick canvas. The glue is our bond and I am the one responsible for applying it. When I first applied the glue, it was wet. It was messy. Sometimes it was too thin to stick. This relationship reminded me of one of my own as it was sprouting. I think anyone's relationship with Christ has an unstable, somewhat awkward beginning. It is new and much more challenging than a relationship with a family member or a pet. However, that is our fault. It takes work. It takes shutting out the distractions and getting your priorities straight. It takes His truth, faith, trust, and more of His love flowing from you heart for that bond to dry and become eternally durable. It takes patience, it takes strength. All of these things will lead to a fully entwined relationship with our father.