When I was old enough to get a library pass in primary school, the first book I borrowed was one about sculpting. I didn’t read much of the written parts but I can still remember going through the pages with pictures over and over again; the awe growing bigger with every turn.
The sculptures were magnificent and if at that moment anyone would have asked, I would have said I want to be Michelangelo, of course at the time I didn’t know who he was, all I wanted to do was know how to chip, chip, chip away to merry land.
It was sculpting, molding and painting; those were a few of my favorite things as far as art and younger me were concerned. Writing, I discovered many years later.
I don’t even think our art teacher took us through painting the palm and pressing it on paper to make hand prints. We jumped right at painting elephants and trees. Oh, what bliss! One time, we were asked to pick a tree in the outdoors (of course that is where you find trees) and I picked the biggest I could find.
I think about the time I painted the elephant often. I think about the time I painted the tree as well. Many times it is because if I was to do the same right now, I wouldn’t know where to begin.
I cannot possibly close my eyes, visualize an elephant then put it on paper. I just can’t, also, I am far too old to play with paint now. With those words, I cease to imagine and with that, shut out any ounce of creativity. I suppose what happens next is that the creativity leaves, sips away until a bleak sized hole is left.
Do you remember your younger days, when not much mattered except that day, except the experience that came with that day? Do you remember the wild imaginations that seemed not so far out of reach and so without fear you would go forth and try accomplish each one and may be you would 3/4 of the time…
As you let go of things you feel you will no longer need, let not the reason you let go of these things be that you cannot see them play a role in your future. Exercise your creativity full on without being fixated on whether it aligns with your purpose. Look forward to the experiences. Don’t live so far into the future that you forget today.
How bleak would it be if God expected you to let go of your creativity to follow your purpose like a ‘grown up having put childish ways aside?‘ How would purpose look like without creativity?
There are many ways God will use your excellent creativity for His glory if only you indulge in it. It doesn’t have to be in front of millions. It may be to one and to that one, His glory will be met so lose not your creativity to ‘adulting.’
In related news, I recently bought paint and some brushes and guess what? I painted an elephant. It seems my creativity is still with me after all and I bet yours is with you too. You need only to indulge.😉
The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows and proclaims His handiwork. [AMP]