My Painting - paul vattikuti

One day I made a painting..beautiful painting..among the best of all masterpiece was mine . I was proud of it...
Even though I was honoured by the masters of art I had a unique connection with my Recent painting .
I was called to judge a competition...an art exhibition exhibiting beautiful work piece.
I was immensely obliged by the Trusty foundation for giving me this opportunity to judge the paintings...I also added up my painting with other master piece to be judged ...i hoped for the best results ..there were other two judges with me ..if I wanted I would have made my painting to win 🏆 by full authority because I was the judge but I wanted that my painting should be the number one, with its own standards of virtue.
That's the case with you and God .
He has painted you in his image (Genesis 1:27) .
He has given you brain to think ,spirit to face problems.
What do you think isn't he powerful to lift you up from the problems,from your adversaries? As was I capable of making my own Painting win the competition..but no ..God wants you to win 🏆 the race of your Life By the standards of your virtue..
Ask and he will help you ..dont feel deceived, don't feel Like a Leaf trampled on the Ground .For he will lift you up ..

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