I was sitting in my art class tonight. We were discussing an artist named caravagio, (im sure i mis spelled that) and his painting "the calling of St. Matthew". And we were discussing caravagio's life style. He used to get into bar fights, and was constantly drunk and even considered himself a low life.
The painting which in particular we were discussing was of the story of Jesus calling Matthew to leave his tax collecting ways and follow him. And some speculate as the reason he painted this was because he so desperately wanted someone to call him out of his life and to follow something greater. And i said, i could identify with that.
It was not that long ago that i was pleading the same thing. And a part of me still cries out that. But i found God in that painting tonight.
We are always being asked to leave our mediocre lives and to follow something greater. We are all called to something greater. Now caravagio ignored the calling, and refused to follow. But there is still hope for us.
And it's there i found God. Between all i hope for, and all i need.
