The creative diversity that makes up my family is pretty evident in all of our lives. The guitars, the voices, the writing, the chairs on the wall on the back porch. It flows in and out and its something that I have been consumed in my whole life. For years, I was surrounded by all the elements of art and creativity. Yet the gene that is so prominent in my brothers and parents, has seemed to skip me. I cant carry a tune and the farthest I have gotten in my artistic ability is probably a stick figure. As the years and moments have passed, my love for all things creative grows and amplifies- I just cant seem to do it myself.
Then one day it hits me- I may not play the guitar, be able to draw a fancy picture or paint a mural. But what I can do, what I am natural at and seems to trend in my own life: are the simple things. I have come to realize the simple post-it note on the mirror in the morning can change someone’s day. The simple coffee cup on the front porch, or the conversations we have as we run through the neighborhood, are cultivating the relationships beyond what is our own doing. The warmth that exudes from the home as the simple knowledge that whoever it is- feels welcome.
God created us to be relational beings- its why he longs to have relationship with us and why relationships have a greater effect on us then we realize. I believe the creativity of cultivating relationships and fostering the idea that there is beauty and art in the act of watching someone bloom. I am pushed, pursued, and filled by stories and lives. To know that the simple act of love is just that- simple. We cant save the world, but we can change the people within our days with the foundation of simple love.
Embrace the creative act of friendship and the art that lies in the simple things.
Inspired by: Art House
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much, and whoever is dishonest with very little will also be dishonesty with much. Luke 16:10 (NIV)
God won’t give you more to do for Him until you can do what He’s already given you to do.
Stop praying for a life of impact and do something impactful.
Stop praying for a bigger platform and use the one you’ve been given.
Stop praying for a better assignment and start performing better with the one you have.
I stole this. Go read the whole thing. Its worth it.
Friday, October 21, 2011
This is a 2 part-er. Only because the emotions tied to both post are complete opposite... enjoy
"as for God, His way is blameless. The Word of the Lord is tried; He is a shield to all who take refuge in Him." Psalm 18:30
Here I am. Once again at the point of surrender. Will this be the last time? Hell no. But for right now- it feels like it could be. You see I have this terrible habit of getting sucked into the story. My writer brain takes off and I have this whole epic tale being played out in my head. A smile comes across my face as I picture the imagery of all the possibilities of what it could be. Anything could spark the onset of the ”maybe one day” tangents. The plot lines are endless, from the weather to colors to just day dreaming.
The whole picture comes together from pieces that are placed side-by-side. I long to be in the middle of it- to not sit on the side lines and witness the awakening. But to be in the thick of it. I see the past and rejoice in what has happened and get caught up in what will happen in the future. But right now? Right now is happening.
Take away the pride that lies within- the pride that is the sturdy foundation of my expectations. I hit my knees, draw a circle around who you have created me to be and recognize revival starts with me. I desire to hear the dry bones that were broken- come to life again. Bring me back to the joy of my salvation.