Sounds scandalous as a title. But this morning I was eating breakfast out and a painting caught my attention. It did so because I knew I’d been there. To that physical place. Or very near.
It was clearly near Abiquiu, with the red hills rising in the background and the river running in the fore. A beautiful place, to be sure.
But this artist loved it so much that he wanted to capture it. To reproduce it and share it with others.
Who knows, but that he lugged some paints and a canvas and an easel through the southwestern weather to find just that spot. I hope he brought a sun hat. And plenty of water. And he may have even visited on multiple occasions.
He sacrificed because the beauty of the place captured him.
I want to love Jesus that way. I want to be so inspired by the beauty of his love and his life that I am compelled to capture it; to reproduce it in my own life so that I can share it with others.
I think maybe that’s what Jesus wanted us to do when he said “Thou shalt love the LORD thy God with all thy heart, with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.” Matthew 22:37-39