My Secret

Form and color flowing from my brushes onto surfaces. My deepest secret, my hidden knowledge...
They paint themselves.
Choosing pigment, mixing, holding brushes in hand, ready for direction... I follow His guidance. Compositions crystallize as facets of the arrangement are merged.
It is not me, but Him.
When the shift from my work to His opus happened, I am not certain.
He mitigates and ameliorates.
I receive the blessing of this undeserved approbation.

Deuteronomy 28:8 “The LORD will command the blessing on you in your storehouses and in all to which you set your hand, and He will bless you in the land which the LORD your God is giving you."