Melted Wings' Wax

- William Blake

Eternal one. Perfect one. Architect of all. Father and Lover of every creation.

Proverbs 8:27-31 -
"When he prepared the heavens, I was there: when he set a compass upon the face of the depth: When he established the clouds above: when he strengthened the fountains of the deep: When he gave to the sea his decree, that the waters should not pass his commandment: when he appointed the foundations of the earth: Then I was by him, as one brought up with him: and I was daily his delight, rejoicing always before him; Rejoicing in the habitable part of his earth; and my delights were with the sons of men."

Another year comes, and He is still - and always will be - the definitive Master.

- Rembrandt

I love Paul. There is something about his character that I absolutely admire. This picture of him, drawn by Rembrandt who identified with and respected Paul, best represents his life for me. Here he is, towards the end of his life. Old. Wise.

In jail.

His surroundings are sparse, with a table for writing and the guards sword behind his head - likely the one which will later behead him. However, his eyes aren't on that. They're downcast, not in depression but meditation, with a pen in his hand and volumes written and left to write.

Paul never gave up. He was a servant - a slave to God. He gave his life for Him, not only in death but in every day he was alive. Spreading the message mattered most. Teaching and counseling those who had received it did as well. With those ideals in mind, he lived his life to the fullest, and left an unforgettable body of work behind.