This is a story I wrote a long time ago for my children, we loved looking at the sunsets everyday. My son took to taking photos of sunsets as a teen and they were absolutely stunning. I know he is still enjoying them today. Perhaps you can see how sometimes even in life you may not see your purpose but you do have one, absolutely. This is a very powerful story, given to me by God for sure…..

Once upon a time, there lived the sweetest little girl by the name of Rebecca. She loved everyone and pretty much all things lovely. Her passion, above all, was art. Since she had been a toddler all Rebecca wanted to do was paint. Everyday, in fact, that is exactly what she did. As the years went by, her passion for painting only grew. Unfortunately, her talent never seemed to keep up. All her works of art seemed childlike, never resembled the subject she was painting. Every night, without fail, Rebecca prayed to be a world famous artist. She prayed that the world would love her great work as much as she loved art. This went on for many, many years. Even as a grandmother, her art remained childlike. Nonetheless, Rebecca still painted and prayed. Eventually, her hands and eyes gave way to old age. Then one day so did her heart…. Rebecca entered the pearly gates of heaven. She was breathless by the beauty surrounding her. Never in her life had she seen such loveliness. It was then she saw the Almighty, standing before her. She looked with love in her heart and tears in her eyes. Ever so softly she spoke, “Excuse me, if you please. I just wanted to ask You something.” Rebecca paused for a moment. “Why would You give me such passion and love for art and absolutely no skill?” The Almighty spoke with a grin. “Why Rebecca, you asked to be a world famous artist, did you not?” “Why yes, but I never once painted anything good.” she whispered. The Almighty laughed a great laugh, and then He said, “Don’t be silly. I heard your prayers, each and every night. And, I took your paintings each and every day. Then I put them in the sky, for all the world to see.” Rebecca was confused. “You see Rebecca, you were in charge of each and every sunset, every day of your life. What you put on paper, I put into the heavens that night.” Rebecca was speechless and quite taken back by what she was hearing. Then the Almighty bent down and whispered in her ear. “You were a world famous artist, Rebecca. Even more famous than the great masters. In fact, you were more famous than the world ever knew.”