May my life reflect my art...

I understand that I can't push Christianity down anyone's throats. I don't do it for the wrong reason, I just want people to understand that God is the Lord over everything and everyone. And He loves us so deeply and so personally. I just want people to be saved from their sadness.
It makes me really, really sad when I see people lost from His amazing grace. I pray so long and so hard for all of them, and I get frustrated when I see the influences those that are unsaved have. I feel like it's up to ME to save them, when it's not. It's up to God.
I have relented to Him, because He is Mighty To Save, and I know He will save all those some day on my prayer list. He will save them in a way that is different from the way I think they should be saved.
I shared part of my poem with Heather, and I realize how lost she is. And I realize how I can't save her or influence her. And that makes me really sad.
But you know what, I may not be in her path of life, but she is in mine. Meaning I may not be able to affect her, but she is definitely affecting me. How am I making this a positive thing? How is she affecting my life? How will I react differently to other unbelievers because of her? I need to pray for her with a new heart.
Now it's time to love, to be love, to grow in love, and to share love. Like the goal of my blog, Artistic Believer. That is what I want; my art to be peaceful and loving and to perhaps inspire. To have every face reflect it's Maker, in some way.

Now it's time to have my life reflect my art.