Tomorrow morning I have my first actual painting class. It's a plein aire watercolor class and I'm taking it with a few friends.
When they first suggested it my first thought was "I can't do it". There were too many obstacles. For one thing, it's in the morning and I have a little boy at home with me. Then there were the materials, I had none. That's right a studio filled with art materials and I had none of the supplies. Oh, except a kneaded eraser and pencil. So there was cost involved there too. I really didn't think I'd be able to participate- it seemed too hard to make work.
But here's where the wonderful comes in. Out of nowhere my mother in law (the watercolor artist) decides she no longer needs some of her supplies. She's upgrading or they just aren't ones' she would use. Would I like them? I thought I must have told her about the class but no, it was just one of those amazing things that happen. Paints and brushes, check. Then my husband says he can work from home when I'm at the class. Babysitter problem solved- just like that.
Everything that I thought would keep me from this class has just fallen into place. Even down to the gift card to Michael's some friends gave me, and the 40% sale they just happened to be having on watercolor paper. God is making this work for me and I am so grateful. Sometimes it takes everything falling into place for me to see how God is moving in my life. I mean I know he's there when life is hard, and I lean on him then. But receiving a gift, which is what this class feels like to me, is one of those unexpected gestures that shows love. Like your dad sticking a $20 in your wallet when you're not looking. It's giving simply because you care.
So although I was feeling pretty nervous about this class, I also feel certain it's going to be a great experience. I'll let you know how it goes. :)