Off to a good start

Laid back but inspiring' That's how I'd probably describe today. We hadn't gone more than ten miles down the Clearwater when I find a peaceful little spot to stop. As usual Buddy immediately heads off to explore and I get the urge to whittle. Now I rarely carve anything but this sorta feels right given the surroundings. So, choosing a smooth piece of drift wood, I begin to form the material. Then, to my dismay, I see that rot has got into the wood and has created a decaying vein right through the center. My first impulse is to throw it away and get another piece; however something insightful occurs. Bear with me for just a moment, I think there's a parallel to be drawn. You see I'm tremendously far from a perfect canvas. In fact, if the external 'me' were transparent, you'd doubtlessly see a whole network of rottenness. That said, I don't believe my creator will choose to throw me away. He chooses instead to remove the bits that don't bring glory to His artistic concept. Similarly, I decide to continue cutting away at the flawed chunk of wood in my hand, and even though the end result isn't what I'd planned, it's beautiful nonetheless-at least I think so.