25 January 2017

Fresh Courage Take

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take.
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

- William Cowper

The winds sweep into these unsettled lands of dissent. Our days become boxes on which we stand to attempt to be seen or heard above all the rest of the noise of the world. Otherwise, we don't feel heard. Our day (and all the work we do) should be love made visible. Instead, notes of fear echo into the voice and it scatters, colliding with others who are around, doing the same thing. Instead of listening to one another, we tend to just focus on being heard ourselves.

Imagery through words and creative avenues, whether it is written, drawn, spoken, or acted out can be the outlet that we all crave for expressing emotion of the day or week. We all have our specific strengths in these categories. Our job is to make that visible. Create. Some of us are great at speaking, some at writing, some at artistic elements. All of us can act in a way that lends to love beyond us.

Sometimes we need to pull out the chair from underneath ourselves, so we fall into God's arms (His plans) more fully.

You might not think you are creative, but you are. The point of all that we do in creativity is that it has meaning beyond us. Taken differently by everyone, because life experiences brings their own story to the creation. That is what makes it so beautiful.

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