The Truth of Humanity

Humanity is a museum.
Each being that is sculpted or sketched by the Great Artist is unique.
Every feature of our earthly bodies is varnished with different strokes of the same brush.

Without His tender pigmentation, we are just a pencil illustration on a piece of crumpled paper.

But when we begin to assign our assurance to the Careful Creator, He retraces the faded marks on the stained sheet of parchment.
The ashen-gray lines are coated with jet-black sharpie, unafraid to turn our timid trust into a bold belief.

The unshaken faith then turns into a priceless work of art.
The un-daunting outline is then filled in with colors of radiance.
We are given an everlasting enamel called Emmanuel.