Work has put me in a routine.
It goes a little like this--
draw draw draw,
dinner or the occasional hangout,
It can get a little monotonous..
especially the parts of the day where I just stare at car bumpers for-evahh.
I feel like I had such a horrible work ethic throughout schooling,
even with all the exciting projects and challenges.
But now I'm drawing cheese all day.
I'm exaggerating..not really.
Yet I love it..
I do. I really really do.
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An excerpt from something I read for church group:
"...perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony.
It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun;
and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon.
It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike;
it may be that God makes every daisy separately,
but he has never tired of making them...
The repetition in Nature may not be a mere recurrence;
it may be a theatrical encore."
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I want all these curdled milk illustrations to be a reflection of God's beautiful daisy artistry.
Seems so immediately mundane, repetitive, and monotonous,
but at the end of the day,
I won't tire of it.
I'll just do it again.
ugh, God is so great!