"I'm not creative."
"I'm not an artist."
These are words I would say to myself and even to others for years.
However, in the past 12 months, the Lord has been radically challenging these internal words and statements that I have bought into.
As a little girl, I LOVED art and creating things. I wasn't really good at it, but I had a lot of fun doing it - from art class in school, to paint-by-number paintings, to various latch hook projects, to friendship bracelets, and so on & so on.
But like I said, since I wasn't great at it, and I TRULY cannot draw a straight line without a ruler, I started telling myself those lies, "I can't draw. I am not really creative. I am not artistic."
In the past year, I realized that I had done myself a disservice by allowing my own view of myself to define WHO I was and HOW I live.
I started taking stock of my life. In high school, I sang in choirs & performed solos and acted in skits and human videos. In college, I tried out for groups, clubs, activities, etc, and even got accepted and cast in a few things. After graduation, I focused on dance training as well as music and continued to work towards my love of the arts. And most recently, my love of words through the written word here in the blogosphere developed a voice.
And then I realized one day, "Who am I to limit the Father and the way in which He wires me to glorify Him?"
Maybe I don't draw or paint or sculpt, but I can create.....mostly because I have been created by the Master Creator.
And so I have new words.
"I AM creative."
"I AM artistic."
And by the way....
SO. ARE. YOU.
This post was inspired by Sarah Mae at (in)courage.