Posted on Monday, November 17, 2014 in Uncategorized
This coming weekend I will be on a retreat. I’ve been on many retreats. Retreats are just that, a retreat from the norm; from daily, normal life.
Some of my favorite retreats have been TreeHouse retreats. The images I will be featuring on #mysilentscream this week will be from works of “art” I created on various TreeHouse staff retreats.
When my friend Jill Lacher first challenged us to do art I laughed. “I am not artistic. I got Ds in art class, and I earned them.”
Since I stopped coloring with crayons in coloring books I hated art. I hated art class. I hated that art teachers would expect us to know how to do art.
In fact, in my eight years of required art classes there are only two things I remember being taught: the color wheel and macrame knots. Every art teacher after second or third grade assumed that we knew – or could figure out – what they wanted us to create.
So, when Jill suggested we do art, I said, “I can’t do art.”
Jill was not discouraged. “Everyone can do art.”
I shrugged and walked away.
Later that day I saw the art supplies lying on the table. I looked over the options and I saw pastels. I know of no art medium that covers up bad art skills more than pastels.
Though I didn’t naturally know what to do with the pastels, I leaned back on an elementary school technique my little sister Kris had taught me.
Voila! Art by the non-artist.
Fortunately, our Creator-God shares creativity with us; even with those who are convinced we are “not artistic.”
“God, Creator of the heavens—he is, remember, God.
Maker of earth—he put it on its foundations, built it from scratch.
He didn’t go to all that trouble to just leave it empty, nothing in it.
He made it to be lived in.
This God says: “I am God, the one and only.” 1
#mysilentscream: With caring support we can do more than we imagine.
1 – Isaiah 45:18, MSG