I am fascinated by people who can create things–paint a picture, compose music, design & sew clothes–to list a few. Because I don’t consider myself right-brained, I shy away from anything that would force me to paint, compose, sew, etc. I keep myself at a distance, secretly admiring the works of others and daydreaming that I could create something just as beautiful. Maybe in another life.
This Easter my life group came up with a little project. Each member of our life group took one or two (maybe three) lines from the hymn “In Christ Alone” and artistically interpreted each line. At first I was a little scared. Would my stick figures express the depth of the line I chose? Maybe I could get away with “abstract” art by painting the canvas one color?
To my surprise, I did come up with something after meditating on the specific phrase that I had chosen. And it wasn’t too shabby. But this entry is not about how I discovered some hidden talent or how my hands somehow worked magic. Through this project that was somewhat forced upon me, I realized that change is good. Sometimes being uncomfortable can push me to try different methods and discover new expressions. I often find myself being more and more comfortable with who I am–both in a good way and bad way. Good because I know what I am and what I am not. Bad because I know what I am and what I am not. You see, I think I know myself but this can lead to limiting myself and the ways in which I think I can connect with God or even the ways in which He can use me. But God is limitless and this weekend I learned that He can create and refine new things in me as I learn to express myself in Him.
I’ve read about how writers do something different when they have writer’s block. I always thought this meant something like walking backwards or getting decaf. Now I’m thinking it’s much more than that. And I like it.