I’ve got a lot of thoughts bouncing around in my head at present, and while I know I don’t often use this blog for my personal thoughts and faith journey, I just thought I should spend some time in the future using this blog not only for my creative endeavors, but also my faith journey and more everyday life expression of artistic style and my creative spirit in other ways.
Many of you know, I’m a Christian. I’m a girl in my early 30s. I’m considered an adult, and yet my life journey seems to have just been started. Every day is filled with possibility and adventure. I’m happily married, I love my home, I love my life, I count my blessings. I have no children, I feel at home and happy but in no way do I feel restrained. I’m blessed. I’m contented. I love the beauty in life, in love, in art, in music, in creating and expression.
I work hard. There’s a time for work and a time for play. In everything there is a purpose and a season under heaven. But I always want to retain my sense of wonder, my sense of how big the world is, and how humbling and glorious it is to be someone small in the midst of an amazing creation, in a tapestry of fibres weaving people and places and times.
I muse on the expression of art among the Christian women. We express, we create, we endeavor just like anyone else. We are sometimes hampered by the external oppression of what society expects we should like, we should wear, we should be.
What a great creation we are. What an amazing gift to create, given from the Author of life. In some small way, I identify with my place in the world, with myself, and the wonder of creation when I create.
There’s many of us that go attend services weekly and feel like outsiders. Like no one really “gets us”. But God “gets us”, and knows us and loves us.
I don’t feel confined to express my style in a way that follows a silhouette outline of what people think I should be. I can mix and match, add elements of fun and whimsy. There is no shame in enjoying the beauty that has been given to us. Sometimes it’s misidentified as materialistic. To this I say, if any thing I will not give away when asked by God, it’s a sign it’s time to let it go. Luckily, I know that this is just fun, just creative, just an outlet. Nothing is so dear that it can’t be let go if God says to do so, because he has a great many greater things in store than we can imagine.
There’s no need to be punched from the same mold, to look the same way and speak the same lingo, if it’s not hampering our faith. In some ways, I feel it’s more restrictive to try to fit into a way we expect we’re supposed to be seen and heard, when it has no basis in the way we really live. We can still be free thinking, creative, and entrepreneurial and have great faith. I dearly wish to meet more artists and kindred sprits who share the journey that can embrace expression with the beauty of faith.
The world is full of beauty and wonder for me. Sadness, loss, and love and hope. It’s a great, wonderful poem woven together by God. I’m thankful for every day.