This morning I’ve been challenged. To care more, listen better, stop and pray.
Also, to be realistic about the limits of any writing or other creative work we do. A difficult pill. Some outcomes we honestly have no control over, of course.
What I do control is showing up at the page, building good habits, admitting when I’m wrong and editing ruthlessly. I can improve the quality of my work.
The hard stuff of marketing and getting the word out when it’s time to “go public” with a creative project do matter. But they don’t guarantee high sales; just provide that possibility. We need to face this and still do the best work we can muster. Anyway.
But, perfectionism can cripple any results if taken to such an extreme that we never risk much. So balance your good idealism with gutsy, eyes-open realism too. Eventually, we need to submit the manuscript, market the painting, speak the Good News boldly.
Please, Fellow-Co-creators, keep on risking what our mutual Creator has put inside you to express! All good gifts are ultimately derived from Him. Let them live. Hone your craft. Make messes. Go for it. Don’t buy lies that say you have nothing to offer. You do.
Not enough zzz’s and it’s about all I can do. But it is enough, showing up, today. No driving necessary–hubbie took our car to the city. Much I can do anyway, sleepy or not! The day is still young and we have caffeine!
The LORD seemed to be letting me know, earlier today, that He is running this show. I picked up Chuck Colson’s 1990 book The God of Stones and Spiders. In it, he relates the story of an educated professional woman Nien Cheng who was imprisoned during China’s 1960s “cultural revolution.” She found God through the marvelous architectural work of a spider in her prison cell. This gave her strength to endure several years without giving her captors the lies they demanded. She was released 6.5 years after trumped-up charges.
This humble witness–a spider–showed this woman that Someone had greater power and greater wisdom than those powers around her imprisonment. She dared to give this “God” if He existed the benefit of thanks in that moment when the spider revealed Him to her. I guess all the spider did was show up and weave her web.
A while back we chose to close down my art website at leasleyart.com. Until we get it back up and running, this blog will have to serve as an intermediate contact area. We apologize for any inconvenience. Paintings, notecards and graphic design (using Adobe CC) are all still available, but you need to contact Lois directly about any existing or potential art.
If you want any kind of art, illustration or graphic design business, please e-mail email@example.com. Thank you. There was another blogpost about this months ago which you can locate by scrolling through the few short blogposts I’ve done here since then.
Today I was considering a leap that could cost money.
It could also spur a lot of personal and possibly professional growth.
It was a little frightening, but not super high-stakes.
Right at the point of decision to get more involved, I asked God about it.
I was nervous. (Praying is good for that.)
Right then, I got an important text message that stopped me from that decisive phone call.
I was able to back off and get some perspective and wait a bit longer.
I thank God for that significant (to me) slow-down.
Maybe I will still take that risk, but now I feel better if I do. I am not allowing myself to be time-pressed into a decision. I am giving it some time. This is not necessarily fear. It could be wisdom.
Yes, it really is happening. Donald Trump, of all people, is actually going to be inaugurated President of the United States of America–in about one hour.
When he won, I told my husband I wanted to move to another country.
But, I have calmed down some now.
The real Authority, of all Authorities, is still the One in charge, as all who bow the knee know. We are creatures and He is Creator and truly Lord of Heaven & Earth. He raises up and puts down. He ultimately uses all lesser powers for His grace-drenched purposes of saving His people from their sins. May we fear God, in reverential awe, and not man.