I was sitting at my table drinking my incredibly tasting very black and very hot coffee (my favorite is Gevalia's French Roast Ground coffee) while reading my Bible and doing a study by Max Lucado called Experiencing the Heart of Jesus when I heard a thump, thump, thump.
In my house that means only one thing.
The artist, Pete, is coming down the stairs.
Now, his thump, thump, thump sounds a bit rushed (he sounds like he has a limp due to his spastic cerebral palsy). The door flies open. He steps down onto the floor and throws his pad of paper on the floor. His pencil (like the one above) sticks straight out of his mouth and he thumps, thumps, thumps to the toilet. I hear his sigh of relief.
He walks back out and I say to him, "You're funny."
He replies with the pencil still in his mouth, "I had to pee."
He bends down to pick up his paper and plops down beside me at the table and immediately begins drawing.
He's got a great style. Very distinctive. Very Pete.
I ask him if he would like a cup of coffee. He wants hot chocolate (which he already drank -- right now he is drawing me a bug).
I don't know what is in store for this young artist, but I know it's going to be good. That's a promise straight from God:
"I know the plans I have in mind for you, declares the Lord; they are plans for peace, not disaster, to give you a future filled with hope."