I’ve been contemplating creativity for quite a long time now, but haven’t dug into it until the past few days. And, wouldn’t you know it, our ever-faithful God has responded to my digging with inklings of the treasure that lies below.
Creativity is what we were made for, it’s the core of our identities. Creativity belongs in every sphere of life; business, government, parenthood, lifestyle, worship, all of it. Creativity is not confined to those of us that paint or draw or write, it’s a gift given unto each of us, as sons and daughters of the Creator. I’ve thought a lot about creativity before, but deeper levels are being revealed to me now, and these new things are being sealed onto my heart.
I believe that there is an attack on creativity coursing through our culture. When someone begins to learn how to create, we laugh at their efforts, or scoff at their so called ‘angst.’ But why? Don’t we also lament that we can’t paint good flowers, or write whole novels? We long to be creative - to formulate new ideas, to capture new perspectives, to breathe life into our imagination.
I wonder if creativity isn’t confined to art. What is stopping us from doing all these things in our mundane, day to day lives? I want to live a life that glorifies the unseen. A life that honors dedication and digs into tension in an effort to develop something that heals, inspires, or multiplies.
I wonder if creativity looks like a tired mother taking time out of her day to sink into the soft dirt and breathe in the sweet air in a quiet cry for inspiration. I wonder if creativity looks like this same mother, 5 months later, sitting before a sheet of paper and composing her first poem as tears flow warmly down her cheeks, as she releases the tension of life that she has been digging into. I wonder if creativity looks like the journey she takes in discovering more of her talents: tackling poetry, then novellas, then songs. I wonder if the songs she writes are first given words in the early morning while she prepares breakfast.
The truth of it is, we don’t live ordinary lives. The concept of an ordinary life is a total fabrication. We are able to live repetitive lives, which often leaves to boredom, but even that cannot truly be defined as ordinary. So why do we continue to restrict ourselves to ordinary ideas? You shouldn’t - you are made for more. You have the capability within you to revolutionize your spheres of influence, wherever that may be.
So I challenge you - begin creating. Begin to revel in the discomfort of making things that the world doesn’t appreciate. Draw that first portrait, write that first poem, capture that first mountainside. What have you got to lose? I can’t tell you what you may lose, but I can tell you that what you gain will be invaluable.