Psalm 23

Idelette challenged us to write our own Psalm 23. It has been a challenge all right! But after sitting for days on my "internal etching pad", this is the sketch that has come.


Jehovah is my Maestro
He is my Maestro of excellence
He calls my soul to give all.

He brings me into His studio
At the edge of the sea, deep in the forest,
Out in the open storms of life or next to a wounded heart.

He is my Maestro teaching me languages of this world
He is my conductor of music, and my inspiration to pen the words of the heart. He is my chef extraordinaire. He gives me His lens to photograph through.

His life seasons are my sculpting lessons.
He wraps His arms around me when the lesson is hard,
Directing my hands in their work with His sure grip.
He will not let go when I struggle and plead for the lessons to end.

He will not stop in His quest for His reflection on my soul and His signature in my artwork.
In His studio He uses unfailing love and faithfulness to show me His world, to encourage me to see through His eyes, to speak His language and to hear His heart.

He shows me His banquet table of gourmet food to prepare, to draw others together.
He plays the strings of my heart and sits me down in front of the keyboard so the internal music can be released.
He paints a picture in His creation so I may write and paint it with words.

He is my Maestro of excellence in masterpieces. He has no duplicates and all works are masterpieces.

I sit at His feet to be molded and prepared for the place where all the artwork will be on display forever. I have all eternity to work with my Maestro.