The canvas of my life
Is messy and sloppy,
Because I make mistakes,
So very many mistakes,
With my clumsy brushstrokes,
But, indeed, I am blessed,
Because the Divine Artist
Dips His cross-shaped brush
Into His most precious blood,
And paints and colors my life
With His divine mercy,
Patiently, joyfully, lovingly,
And transforms my life into a
Magnificent masterpiece.