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Most often when friends visit our house or I’m sitting around with some other moms, I hear “Aimee’s so creative.”  And I immediately puff out my chest and list off all of my creative endeavors.  No!  I think about how I have no choice but to create, because God sculpted me just that way.  Some families sacrifice in order to fill their days with sports or academics.  This year we’ve given up other things in order to write summer dramas for church or find time to for Matt to paint.  The girls have spent hours creating “shows” and making miracles with scissors and paints.  It’s the unique way that God has crafted our family and I’m so thankful that it’s something we share together.

The few times that Matt and I undertake a creative project together, there’s the good and the bad.  The good of course is that we’re putting our heads, bodies, our imaginations, together.  Along with that, comes stress and deadlines and artist’s passions and inevitably some grumpiness!  And yet through all of it we’ve come through the other side with something we’ve made into existence that wouldn’t be there without the two of us, collaborating(we think in some life we’d be good movie directors as well!).

Recently I realized that I was void of  any creative urges.  My camera didn’t call me, I had stepped out of my writer’s group, my frame materials were up in the attic. Friends reassured me, “You’ve been sick with your 4th pregnancy for 5 months, it’s understandable”.  Which is true, and was somewhat comforting.  But now my hands are itching.  My brain is working in full-color.  

It doesn’t really matter what the creative task is, if I’m in the act of it, I feel more like the person God made me to be.  So friends, I have no choice.  What is there in your life that you feel compelled to do, that you feel closer to God when you’re in the act?