The world is our canvas. At the beginning of time, it was blank. Right now, not so empty. Our canvas holds marks of good times and bad, each addition holding history tight, remembering yesterday and wondering about tomorrow. Our canvas holds lots of gray and black paint – wrongdoings. It also holds lots of more vivid colors – good deeds. But are the good deeds enough? Will they cover up the evil streaks?
We are paintbrushes, one side of our hairs covered with grays, the other with a brighter color. We can decide which side we would like use for our marking on the canvas. Which side will you choose? Good or bad? What is our future with this canvas?