I am learning why only the brave create. These past few weeks have made me appreciate on a much deeper level all the artists out there in this big world. When you are in the midst of creating, you see how hard the process of creative work really is. I have heard people say that you know you are an artist when you need to create as much as you need to breathe. Most would likely call that melodramatic, but for those that create, they get it. I get it. Sometimes I write to create, sometimes I paint, but usually I just dream. I think and I think and I think until I fall asleep; and then I wake up the next morning too tired to talk myself into creating what I was thinking about the day before. I stare at that half painted canvas too scared to finish it. Who in the world is too scared to paint? I am. I likely have more half-written blog posts on the topic of Grace, than I do collective published posts on this blog. Why is that? In some ways, I considered it laziness that kept me from finishing (or sometimes even starting) a creative work; but I’m beginning to wonder if it has more to do with fear, than an unmotivated heart. What about you? Can you relate to this theory on creativity?
In case you couldn’t tell, I am currently wrestling a project that has my stomach and brain in knots. But ironically at the same time, my heart is all a flutter with joy. Simple, grace-given joy that accompanies the soul of someone that is doing what she loves to do. I’m doing a thing that makes me kind of feel like a little girl who is coloring a picture for her Daddy. I just want Him to be pleased, I want Him to be seen, and most of all, I want Him to be glorified. So what’s on my brain you ask?
A little of this:
So what does it all amount to? Well I’m not totally sure yet, but I will let you know when it is created.
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