GIFTS -Write 31:Day 4

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“We are each given Gifts from heaven. They won’t look like someone else’s, but never doubt that you are equipped with exactly what God intended you to have.” {1 Corinthians 12:4-5)

“Oh, I’m not a writer. I’m an artist.”

I announced it proudly, not a bad thing really. The problem was – I was at a writer’s conference. The looks I received from the girls gathered around that table were priceless. Stunned would be an accurate description I think. Funny thing is, it never even occurred to me that there might be a problem with this admission. All I knew was that I was compelled to go, drawn in by the Spirit to step out, take a chance.

Why? My grinning face had absolutely no idea.  I can imagine that there were some interesting conversations rolling around the conference that weekend. “Did you meet the girl who doesn’t know why she is here?” I spent the whole weekend wandering from class to class, table to table, taking it all in. Experiencing the raw energy of the rooms. The people. Seeing their excitement as they went about their chosen path  There was no goal. There were no expectations. I simply took it all in with joy and wonder.

There are times that I long for those days again. Innocent of what my future would hold, the turn that my path would take, the pure joy that I felt by simply being.

For as long as I can remember, I always wanted to be an artist, to fashion something beautiful, to live with the vibrancy of color and form and to quench my desire to create, a desire I believe we all possess put there by the master Creator Himself. Writing – no. But oh the draw of a pen (pun intended 🙂 and a brush of color.

My dad didn’t think it was a very worthy goal, not something that would pay the bills, and even today I can’t necessarily say that he was wrong. {Hey they don’t call them starving artists for nothing} But I never lost the desire. Through career changes, husbands (yes, I meant that to be plural – broken girl here!) 4 houses, 3 kids, multiple dogs…I always nursed the creative energies within me. And there I was again – drawn to something creative, although completely out of my comfort zone. so I put down my artists pen and picked up another.

And it was good.

Moving out of your comfort zone and into something that you feel compelled to do can be very freeing – and scary as hell! But it is the compelling nature of those things and the peace that follows, that gives good indication that you are on the right path. That there is a plan and great HOPE for your future. James 1:17 says that “Every good gift is from above”. God doesn’t give bad gifts. He doesn’t give you a snake when you ask for a cupcake. He gives you exactly what you need, when you need it, to bring you to precisely to where you need to be. It may be a long and winding road, like mine, full of uncertainty and trouble, but the promise is that God has a plan.

A good plan

for you

with incredible GIFTS that He promises He will equip you for.

and one way or another he will get you where you need to be.

and that – today – gives me HOPE.

2giftsDid you like this post? There are 27 more to come in October. Whew! that is going to be a lot of writing for me, and reading for you.  I promise to try to keep some short, some sweet, but all inspirational to go out and offer some hope to the world around you.

If you liked this, please consider sharing it with a friend.  Post it on your facebook page, twitter feed, pinterest, instagram…where ever you think someone can use a little HOPE. Don’t forget to click on the picture above to download the pdf version of the HOPE picture.  Color and share, or enjoy yourself.

God bless your day!

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