It’s an incredible experience to watch a master at work. Someone who truly knows what they’re doing.

Especially when I realize how often I question if I know what I’m doing.

Having recently taken a turn at painting, when my sisters and I had the chance to see true artists at work, we grabbed it.unnamed-4 We were in Santa Rosa, and my friend, Alice, mentioned that her son, Father Moses, was working on painting the inner walls of St. Seraphim Orthodox Church. He and his mentor, Father Patrick, were producing beautiful icons and scenes that covered the interior of the church. These two orthodox monks are iconographers. Father Patrick had trained all over Europe, and he was teaching Father Moses the finer points of iconography.

They graciously took the time to show us around and explain what they did and how they did it. These are frescoes, painted on wet plaster, which is an art in itself. Every region has to come up with a plaster that will work for that climate, that place. And it’s work that must be done quickly, while the plaster is in a damp state.

unnamedThe work was exquisite. The colors were bold and beautiful. Eventually all the walls will be covered with people and scenes from the Bible and church history.

Including the dome. 40 feet above the floor.

We climbed to that dome. My sisters are both a little weak-kneed when it comes to heights.

Who am I kidding? They were scared. Getting up wasn’t tough, but coming down that scaffolding was a bear.

(That’s not one of my fears. I’m still hoping to go sky diving some day soon. While I’m still upright.)

This is not something that Father Moses and Father Patrick are slapping on the walls. It’s tiring work. They often work through the night, to plaster at the right time, to paint when the plaster is just right. The precision of their work, down to studying paintings of the saints through the ages, takes time and planning.unnamed-3

These two men meticulously plot how each of the scenes and figures will fit into the spaces they have to fill. They draw sketches to get placement down right. Deciding what and who will go where.

And when the painting begins, it is done with complete and total focus. To the end. Finishing well.

unnamedI walked out of that church, grinning. It felt like God was showing me His blueprint for me.

Not that I’ll ever be a painter. Or an architect. Or a dome climber.

But I’m a work in progress. I have a lifetime to fill with experiences, learning, growing. Every day is like a blank wall to be painted on.

Sometimes the days feel sketchy. Like I’m not getting it. Sometimes they feel overwhelming. Like looking up at the dome and not grasping how it could be finished well.

But God knows I’m not finished yet. He’s not done with me. He’s worked to put me in places I need to be.

“There has never been the slightest doubt in my mind that the God who started this great work in you would keep at it and bring it to a flourishing finish on the very day Christ Jesus appears.”   Philippians 1:6

We’re all works in progress. Rough spots abound that will be molded and smoothed by time and trials.

But if we allow ourselves to be fashioned by the hand of the Master, He will make us lasting works of art.

That’s my kind of art project.

 

 

 

6 responses »

  1. alice fredricks says:

    Love that you went to visit them, Dayle. They labor long and alone but seeking to do it all for the Glory of God! We are proud of our son and thankful God put him in our family!

    • daylerogers says:

      It was truly an experience I won’t soon forget. And you can’t imagine how much fun they were–and patient–in answering questions and helping us understand what they do. Impressed doesn’t begin to cover my response.

  2. Grace4mE says:

    I’ll bet these frescoes are beautiful, Dayle and when done it has been with full focus. Even me – a work in progress by HIM with HIS full focus. Phil 1:6 says it well for me, with the rough spots and all – HE will make me last. Also I John 4:10, 11 says it – our forever family – even you, Dayle , don’t know me that well, YET! [I’ll BET you’re proud, Alice.]

    • daylerogers says:

      Doesn’t it make life sweeter to know we’re all in progress? Those rough edges will some day be smooth. Those crevices will be filled in. Those cracks will be gone. We’ll be whole. Love that.

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