I am compelled to create...whether in dirt, at my sewing machine, behind my camera lense.
I cannot seem to help myself. My hands seem to have a mind of their own.
Creating brings me joy, peace and hope. And, hope, for sure, is an anchor for the soul!
I seem to forget the disappointments of life, the hurts from others, the fall of family members, my physical aches or pains, the sad faces of children, widows, or friends who have had tremendous loss.
For that moment I can just let my mind wander and temporarily live in a fantasy world.
There is only one place perfect without hurt, mean words, or sickness, and that is Heaven. One day all our troubles will not matter, if we belong to God.
When I dig deep into the warm earth and insert a new plant, I wait in anticipation for days to see it in full bloom reaching for the sky.
When I enter Little Italy (My studio) flick on my chandelier, turn on my music (David Phelps, Celine Dion, Wynonna Judd...usually) and close the door, sit down behind my Husqvarna in the rays from the window, all is well with the world!
I have many faults, I make many mistakes, but I do know this...my creative juices get me through and help ease the pains of this life and give me hope and anticipation.
Forgive me Lord for my many failures, my unkind words, my impure thoughts....with your help I will do better tomorrow. Help my hands to create for you.
Proverbs 3: 5, 6
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not unto your own understanding.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
So often when designing a new item, I will run into obstacles.
And, often, the item turns out better than it would have if I continued with what I originally envisioned.
I've learned to laugh at my mistakes and setbacks now, God creates through me, of this, I am positive! So, who am I to argue with him? He often teaches me lessons along the way, patience for one...(can we get an Amen!? )
If any of you know me well, you know I am a very impatient creature...but I can't help it, I cannot wait to see the final product!
This reminded me of something; often things need to die or wither before they become better.
Many times I need to yield myself and take a different route.
This, of course, reminded me of food ( big surprise!) like my spinach for Easter tomorrow...the fresh leaves will become steamed and wilted, flavored and tweeked into something totally different- yummy creamed spinach to add to our Ham dinner!
Speaking of Easter...it is a perfect analogy! Birth of baby chicks, baby bunnies, new flowers come to life, buds on trees pop out and grass becomes green again!
God sent his perfect son to die and become worn, beaten, and in pain for us. But, he came to life 3 days later! Such a glorious morning that must have been on that very first Easter!
So, next time you make creamed spinach, a sand castle, or mistake while you create, remember the sacrifice Jesus made so we could be in Heaven with him one day.
Happy lessons learned!
And, Happy Easter!