my sisters words

maybe the Creator will paint a wild gorgeous unexpected picture on this blank and dull canvas. colours that our doubting mind could never have imagined will splash brilliant and heart stopping, a sharp contrast to the dirty grey we feel today. He brushes on hope and all i have to add is trust, so i dip my brush in my favourite pink and smear it on messy. He looks down gentle at me and whispers

“Beautiful”. j. c. t.