Saturdays are my favorite days of the week. They are that perfect mix of day off, with one more still to look forward too. They seem filled with possibility and free time. For me, they usually mean a chance to get in a morning workout, and do something creative, both of which I love!
Workout didn't happen today, but creative stuff did, so I'll consider it a win. I've been at my current job for three months now. This is the first job I've had with my very own little office. Ok, ok, it's a cubicle. The setup of the whole floor is basically a bunch of squares including four cubicles. In my square, I'm the only one at any of the desks. So it counts as an office, clearly. Anyway, I've been wanting to decorate my desk, which, I should mention, I rarely sit at due to the nature of my work being primarily in a lab. Still though, I like to try to make things pretty. Over these three months, I've changed the color pallet I want to use about four times. Should I bother trying to argue that I'm not indecisive? I totally am. Final answer...mint green, white and black. It's basically mint chocolate chip ice cream, and I love me some ice cream. Right now the design plan includes mason jars, prints hanging from clipboards, an inbox tray and some painted canvases. Oh, and pictures. Maybe a plant. Ok maybe I don't have as much of a plan as I thought. As soon as I get all of that mess sorted out next week though, I'll be sure and post some pictures! Fair warning, prepare to be jealous of my office/lonely cubicle ;)
As if today being a Saturday wasn't awesome enough, it is also the feast of St. Andre Bessette! As a young boy, he was orphaned, and bounced from job to job as he dealt with chronic stomach pains. Eventually, he made his way to the Congregation of the Holy Cross. Still dealing with his physical ailments, the Congregation wanted to kick him out after his first year. Ouch. Luckily for St. Andre, the Bishop encouraged them to keep the young man on. After being ordained, he was assigned to be a doorman. Fr. Andre would perform this simple duty for the next 40 years. While there is much that can be said about this holy man's life, I believe he can be summed up in this one simple quote he left us with, "It is with the smallest brushes that the artist paints the best paintings." To me, this means that the Lord does great works with us, if only we allow it. No matter how small of a paintbrush we may be. And guys, sometimes I feel like the tiniest one out there. St. Andre may have been a simple doorman, but in the years before he died, he ended up needing four administrators. Why? He received 80,000 letters. I'd say he touched at least a few lives.
My challenge today was to simply focus on painting what God wants. On remembering that I have a purpose. You have a purpose. That we don't need to be accomplishing some incredible feat for our lives to have meaning We just need to be whatever size paintbrush He wants. PS - I really hope my painting is mint green. I cannot handle another color change...