I thought when I was on the WR and saw all the things we see, that I would be inspired to create art, but I am not. I thought ideas would be pouring out of me, but they are not. My desire to create art has been absent for the past six months. I am not sure why. This isn’t the first time it has happened, but the last time it was only for three months.
I think God is teaching me something. I am aware that this part of me is missing. Maybe my heart still isn’t in the right place…focusing on God. However, I feel God has almost been forcing me to create art. I am confused. Projects keep coming up. In the Philippines, I was asked if I would create t-shirt designs for PCF (which I am excited about). Here, I drew with the children at the Indian school (which I loved), and I was asked to create a logo for the school. This week, we were asked to paint a mural.
I didn’t want to do it. I was really frustrated. I have been struggling with my own disobedience. I felt God call me to stand at a prayer meeting to be prayed over. However, I stayed seated. The next day my attitude was less than positive and having to do art when I didn’t feel like it…I was less than thrilled.
However, as we were finishing up, our contact said that the verse we chose and the images we used are a sign of hope. This mural is on the wall of an apartment for two young girls who were taken out of an abusive home, due to drugs or physical violence, and now they are here. It’s a new beginning…maybe even for me and the purpose of my art this year.
On the wall these words remain, Isaiah 40:31-“Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”
