While scraping and peeling and rubbing away the paper backing of my current photo-transfer piece I learned two things:
First, art isn't always smooth or fluid or a lovely process. Sometimes creating art requires power tools, or knives. As I worked I realized I had carried this preconception with me that making beautiful things would be an equally beautiful process. It is often not so. I set the image down, seal it, dry it, wet it, scrape, scrape, scrape; then I sand it down again with a rag before adding more acrylic paint and giving it a final seal. I think we're a bit (a lot) like this.
Our souls are raw materials needing shaping and guiding and forming. Sometimes the process requires painful decisions, difficult relationships, or heartbreak. Jesus knew this. Moreover I don't think he was all that surprised by it. His disciples were though, when he started talking about what he would walk through and go through for them. They were all "No way! You're gonna be famous," And he was all, "Actually, I gotta do this impossible thing." (New Christine Lee Smith Translation). And he did.
Second, don't put your open drink cup too close to your brush rinsing cup.