1. Notebook for Bible Study: Created some charts to record prayer requests, memory verses, wonderful quotes, and all in a "made from recyclable material notebook"... ROme wasn't built in a day people ;)
2. Poem: What is it about me writing poetry sound so cliche? The whole time I was writing I was criticizing my thoughts, my heart, and my feelings. It was such an eye-opener as to how hard I am on myself... I am the GREAT SUPPRESSOR! HEAR ME ROAR! This is not a poem to be published to the masses. It was for me to unleash the realness that is festering deep inside me. As I was vomiting whatever words I could on to this page, I realized I am quite the angry girl and some of that also translates into sadness, but for the most part...PMS has nothing on me. Who would of thought? Why is this such a frustrating process... where is this anger coming from? This poem allowed me do a real self-assessment that tapped into brokenness that I have been sweeping under the rug. Well my friend, that pile under the rug has turned into the elephant in the room. Let me tell you something about that elephant, its not a cute cartoon one with long eyelashes and butterflies circling its ears...it smells, it takes up a bunch of room, and it s crapping on my floor.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
30 day creative challenge
Boredom is the desire for desires."- Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy
I heard this quote today, and think no truer words have ever been spoken. I have been suppressing my inner artist since I moved to Jonesboro, and enough is enough. In the past few days, the Lord has revealed some things to me. 1. He purposefully created me with an artistic brain 2. He's sick of my whining and wants me to use this chained up imagination freely and fearlessly..
I don't know about you, but is anyone else completely frightened of their "gifts"? Personally, I have let fear govern my direction, and have allowed the thought of failure paralyze possibilities. I went on an amazing walk at Craighead Forest on Monday, and was stunned by the gorgeous array of colors that God had perfected for the chilly fall backdrop. I sat completely mesmorized by this single crimson tree. I was basking in God's creativeness, and thought you know what...I've completely avoided this "thing" inside me- that God specifically designed and wired in me. It was then that I had a nudge from the Lord to embark on a spiritually journey that taps into these creative wires of my fabulous God as well as those he uniquely designed inside me.
That crimson red tree taught me so much about how my mighty Savior molded me...thank you for creating that tree Lord. It spoke volumes, and sadly is living more brilliantly than I am presently.
Lord,
I'm so ready for this, and I can't wait. Both feet in... 30 days... you and me Abba -connecting at our imaginative roots. I'm bracing myself for the impending wonderment and awe under the umbrella of your intricate craftmanship.
Britt
I heard this quote today, and think no truer words have ever been spoken. I have been suppressing my inner artist since I moved to Jonesboro, and enough is enough. In the past few days, the Lord has revealed some things to me. 1. He purposefully created me with an artistic brain 2. He's sick of my whining and wants me to use this chained up imagination freely and fearlessly..
I don't know about you, but is anyone else completely frightened of their "gifts"? Personally, I have let fear govern my direction, and have allowed the thought of failure paralyze possibilities. I went on an amazing walk at Craighead Forest on Monday, and was stunned by the gorgeous array of colors that God had perfected for the chilly fall backdrop. I sat completely mesmorized by this single crimson tree. I was basking in God's creativeness, and thought you know what...I've completely avoided this "thing" inside me- that God specifically designed and wired in me. It was then that I had a nudge from the Lord to embark on a spiritually journey that taps into these creative wires of my fabulous God as well as those he uniquely designed inside me.
That crimson red tree taught me so much about how my mighty Savior molded me...thank you for creating that tree Lord. It spoke volumes, and sadly is living more brilliantly than I am presently.
Lord,
I'm so ready for this, and I can't wait. Both feet in... 30 days... you and me Abba -connecting at our imaginative roots. I'm bracing myself for the impending wonderment and awe under the umbrella of your intricate craftmanship.
Britt
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