At our first meeting, Pam asked, “Do you feel like a masterpiece?”
No, many silently answered. At least, not often. Maybe not even half the time.
The private confession echoed through Table Time, as we came up with adjectives to describe a masterpiece. Our table leaders then asked:
Would you use these adjectives to describe yourself?
A masterpiece. Unique. Treasured. Carefully crafted.
Pam continued, “How do masterpieces begin?”
A paint splatter on canvas. A line of pencil on a page. An accidental wrong note.
A Cheerio on the floor.
“Masterpieces,” Pam continued, “start as a mess. And over time, they become something beautiful.”
We were reminded that through the mess, something beautiful is crafted. Out of mayhem, a masterpiece blooms.
“You’re in the middle of your story,” Pam said. “There is a reason for these messes. Maybe we don’t see it yet. But we are becoming that great masterpiece.”
Did you have a moment this week where you paused and thought: “Mess? Or Beauty?” Were you able to find the beauty in the mess?