Create is one of my favorite words in the the entire English language and beyond. Creér, krijoy, clear, khalaq, stvoriti, dimiourgó, sozdayte, yaratmak. I'm probably not pronouncing it correctly, but say it in any language you want, and that word represents promise, hope, and the opportunity for something new and beautiful.
I believe we were created. I believe that care was taken in the thought of what I would/will be. I know not everyone believes that, but I believe that there was hope and promise set out for me from the beginning of my days.
I don't believe that I was an accident that grew out of nothing.
And, when I was created, I was created in the image of my heavenly Father. Much like I resemble both sides of my biological family naturally - I get my lips from my dad's side, the shape of my smile from my mom's side, my body shape (for good or bad) I can thank both - my spirit was designed in a beautiful copy of the the master creator!
So, I can't help but create.
We, yes, we, can't help but create! Because that good Father created lots of amazing humans in his image. And we get our likeness from Him. There are some characteristics that are innate to our being and cannot be taken away!
but, I don't think most of us look at our lives as though we are . . . .creators.
I know I don't always live like I am a creator. I sometimes forget who created me, whose family I am a part of . . . and I live like I'm an accident.
Over-the-top, crazy, too-much, fun, beautiful, loud.
All of these words and more, have been used to describe me. As though that is what I am.
While some may be good, they were only being spoken to identify the surface me. They were conclusive, as though that was the only way I was or could be.
Even now, sometimes, that is how I live. I forget the holy lineage placed within me that says I can create - I create . . . . and live as though I am simply and accident that is too much for the space around me. Sometimes, I look at what is happening around me - hurt, pain, anger, hopelessness, sorrow - and I begin to think that my circumstances are more than I am. They are the definition.
Over the last year, I have been re-learning my love and passion for creation, creativity, and all things that fit in there. Amazingly, we are made in the image of the Divine creator with the creative ability is us. (yes, You!)
. . . and in the midst of our 'reality' whatever we see around us. Whatever has been spoken to define us.
Within that, He has given us the power to create. I know you might not see yourself as an artist . . . as a creator. But you ARE!!!
what are you creating?
When I have caught myself living as an accident, even then I am creating. The creation process doesn't stop! But, my creations are less than lovely. I create messes, I create insecurity. I create an atmosphere of hopelessness. And, I don't just create it for myself. When I forget the divine, Holy masterpiece that I am, my lackluster creations infect others, too.
So, as I have begun learning how much a part of my every day this is. I am determined to share this. Because now, I purpose to create over-the-top adventures, too much delicious food to share with too many amazing people. fun moments. beautiful atmosphere where peace covers like a blanket. and loud joy Out loud joy!
My definition is a creator. The question . . . is 'how will I create?'
Will I create accidentally? making messes, fear, and hopelessness? . . . .
or intentionally - with hope, promise, and an opportunity for something new and beautiful
I know which one I'm going to work at.
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