A few years ago I had lunch with a man in our church. He was trying to find his way, figure out the "third-third" of life and decide what was next. I asked him, "what are your passions? what do you love?" and from that visit he began to paint. He's a gifted painter, brilliant in fact. This weekend he brought me a wonderful gift, one of his paintings.
He told me that painting lets him put his heart on canvas, express who he is, and he does. I'm so thankful that I can see God work through lives like his as he lives out the gifts God has given him.