I feel I am on a journey of sorts. A journey that began long ago and has had many detours along the way. A journey of growing into who I am and who I want to be as well as growing into the responsibilities and roles life has given me. I suppose all of us go through this journey…I’ve just been made very aware of my journey recently.
It has always been in my DNA to teach. I love to teach people to do what they want to do to get where they want to go in life. I have a passion to be involved in teaching my children about the many things in this world. I have a passion to teach women to study the Bible for themselves without relying solely on others opinions or ideas of what it says. I have a passion to help people create things they think they can’t. And I have a passion to create myself. This last one is a rather new revelation to me. I am an artist. And for a long time, I didn’t allow myself to acknowledge that.
Other things always seem so much more important than following your heart on something that feels very personal, very special, very selfish perhaps. It feels noble to spend yourself on others and selfish to pursue your inner desires. It feels more important to teach Bible than it does to sit at a desk and create from within your soul. But what happens if your soul can’t express itself? Can your life and outward service have deep meaning if you are denying what is just as much wired within you as your hair and eye color?
A few years ago, I realized it was a gift to be able to create. That maybe, just maybe, God created me with this insatiable need to generate ideas and create. After all, He is the ultimate Creator is he not? Are we not made in His image? Not that everyone has the same desires I do, but I find throughout human nature that everyone holds some sort of creativity in their personality. It may not be the art of painting, drawing, or crafting, but perhaps it’s the art of cooking, gardening, music, building things or capturing things on film. Perhaps it is the art of speaking, connecting with others, fleshing out ideas, counseling or problem solving. Perhaps it’s the art of teaching, researching, hospitality or encouragement. Whatever it is, it is a form of creativity gifted to the individual from the Maker.
Since having the revelation that God had made me to desire to create, I have slowly pursued exploring and examining my ideas, my desires, my particular bents. In the midst of being a homeschooling mother of three, I have been experimenting, searching and waiting for God to show me more.
