At the age of three, I had to find one dot and then draw a straight line to the next number in sequence. This was not an easy task, but the great reward for my hard work was seeing the finished picture.

As a teenager, I graduated to painting by numbers—another difficult task. But the great reward was seeing the finished picture.

As an adult, my life is more difficult, as if I see the dots but don’t know how to connect them. I see places that need color, but I don’t know what shade to choose.
The problem? God is the artist who has my numbers. So I have to follow the Lord step-by-step. I don’t mind, because I think the great reward will come when I see his finished picture.