EVERY FACE TELLS HIS STORY, EVERY FACE SHOWS ME HIS GLORY

It was far from home, in Avalon of Orlando, Florida, that I found myself deep within a sea of stranger’s faces. Absorbedly, I lingered intently taking in the uniqueness of those who had held close the joys and sorrows of life. In each I found a canvas distinctively new and original baring an expression of His story. Formed of myriad colors, mysterious shadows and captivating highlights, each creation told of its Creator.

Upon a young mother’s face, I saw the expression of God's devotion for those He longs to call His own. Upon the countenance of a Father with his son riding a head above his own, I felt the great joy of the Heavenly Father spending time with His children. In a man’s longing gaze toward his wife, I experienced the Grooms desire to enter into a deeper relationship with those He loves. Within the eyes that looked out from beneath a dark and furrowed brow, I was reminded of His saving grace, His mercy and His hope. And contained in the freshness of a tiny baby’s face, I read of the new life that can only be found in Him.

As it was, it continues to be upon the many faces I encounter that He shows me His Glory. As I decide which ones to paint upon my canvas, may it be an expression to the world how magnificent a God I serve.

“…the whole earth is full of his glory” -Isaiah 6:3