No Matter How I May Starve or Kill It…
Creativity never dies of its own accord. If it is squelched, pushed away, suffocated even, it will find a way to resurrect. It is like God. He creates and He makes us makers too.
That spark in us that dreams, doodles, plays, crafts, designs, sings, dances, paints, constructs, arranges–loves–it’s essence is expressive creativity, energy, life.
That is undeniably from God and often is God.
It is us too. We are in what we express. We see God in His Creation. (Which includes us and all we have to give out again.)
It has all first been a gift from the ultimate Artist of all time. We are His poema, His craftsmanship, His beloved ones.
Live. Love. Create!
by Lois Freeman Easley
11 July 2012
West Chicago, Illinois USA