I pictured in my mind what I was praying, and what I wanted to put onto paper. But it didn’t turn out how I imagined, because I started with a bunch of black and white words instead of allowing the nuance of the color experience to come first.
I’m not going to Photoshop the picture, up the contrast or even re-trace over the lettering so it’s clear, with sharp edges and nice defined, saturated colors.
It got muddy. And it’s going to stay that way.
Because mercy doesn’t always turn out the way we expect.
Because sometimes the finished product of our prayers and petitions turns into something that’s not as clean and clear as our humanity may have requested or tried to require.
Mercy gets muddy sometimes.
And that’s fine with me. It’s just another reason to wade into the water again.