August 21, 2011

I am made in the image of God, the ultimate creator.

As children we started out as creative machines, unashamedly singing, making up stories, drawing with crayons in wild abandon, joyously creating by snipping and pasting construction paper. Never mind that the finished product had not even the remotest resemblance of any known object. Oh the bliss of our uninhibited efforts.
 
Somewhere along the way many of us lose or lay down that part of ourselves. Comments from friends, teachers and those we respect let us know that while practicing our art is fun, "Art" is not a viable career choice.  Art is not as important as other more "productive" pursuits. So we eventually leave behind those activities for more acceptable ones. In my case, I believed I was not good enough at “art” to make a living at it so I chose a career that paid well instead. I soon found that I still felt the need to do creative things.  Over the years I struggled to find the time and resources to create and make art until life seemed to crowd out those pursuits almost entirely. I felt dry and brittle.

Then I picked up a book I had had for a while called "The Creative Call".  The Holy Spirit spoke to me through that book and I began to see my gifts as a spiritual connection to God.  I knew I must make time for creating again and in the process I would draw near to my co-creator, God the Father, God the Holy Spirit & God the Son.