The Creative Creator

Somewhere in the middle of last week I realized I missed taking walks. For a long time I would take a walk each morning and activate my brain and kick my attitude into high gear by praising God and thinking over my day as I went. I don’t know if I stopped the habit when the weather turned quite hot or when I was gone one too many times, but for the last few months my walking habits have consisted of running back and forth to my non-writing job in the middle of the day. Not quite the same feeling. 
This morning I awoke to a chilly world outside and a brilliant covering of frost. I curled up in a blanket and snuggled down on the couch to have my devotions. The comfort of the fuzzy blanket got to me and by the time I was done I wanted to take a nap. Instead I bundled up and went out on a walk. 
My walk took far longer than normal because I stopped every twenty or thirty yards to take pictures. The sun was coming up in stunning brightness and the frost was so defined I kept having to crouch down to see it at eye level. 
The frost reminded me, once again, that I serve an awesomely creative God. He not only created the world with magnificent diversity back six thousand(ish) years ago, but He continues to fill our lives with diversity and beauty even now in the year twenty-fifteen. 

It’s easy to look at some people and know which parent they received a certain trait from. I apparently (from what everyone says) look like my mom, sound like my mom and have her same expressions. I received my sneeze, my weird sense of humor and my habit of sleeping on the floor from my dad.

I like to think that in the same way that God has designed us to be like our earthly parents, He’s also given us certain of His own traits. (We are created in His image after all.) When I use my imagination to bring God glory I think it makes Him happy. When I am inspired by His creation and it spurs me on to create something of my own, I think He is pleased.

God is creative.
In Isaiah 64:8 people are compared to clay and God to a potter. 
In Psalm 139:13 it says we were “knit” or “woven” together in our mother’s womb. 
In Ephesians 2:10 we are called God’s workmanship.  
I have enjoyed names ever since I was a little girl. I find them creative, fascinating, beautiful and filled with promise. In Psalm 147:4 we’re told that God knows the number of stars and calls them each by name. The first time that verse really hit me I was filled with wonder and amazement, see, God was interested in names way before I ever was. 
I enjoy being creative. I enjoy trying to look at the world with new eyes, to experience a normal experience seemingly for the first time. A child-like wonder still floats around me, reminding me that the world, the people, the challenges I face are all multi-layered and hold mysteries I can’t even begin to comprehend. 
There is so much creativity that is waiting to be discovered, to be tapped into, to be fashioned and held and changed. I serve a creative Creator and I have been given the gift and desire to create as well. It’s a honor I’m so very thankful to comply with. 

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What about you? What is one thing that inspires you to be creative?

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