There's this feeling I get - I start feeling lethargic and rundown, just not quite like myself. I almost feel like there's something missing.
I start going through the list of things that might be bugging me; did someone say something that hurt my feelings? Have I not gotten enough sunshine? Am I not eating enough vegetables?
And I realize I haven't created anything for awhile.
I always hesitate to say that I'm an artist. I'm not particularly skilled at painting and I've never sculpted anything in my life. What I'd call myself is a maker.
I feel most myself when I am creating. Working with my hands is what makes me feel alive. Making beautiful things is what makes me feel closest to God. My contentment in life is largely dependent upon what I make with these two hands that are typing these words on the keyboard.
But life gets in the way. Until we moved to Nebraska, it had been more than a year since I had made something just because.
Once we got here, though, I started sewing. I made a couple of valances for the kitchen, then some curtains for the living room, and pretty soon I'd made things for every room downstairs. And I felt happier, more contented.
When I am in my creative flow it's almost like God coming through my fingertips. It is a joy and a peace I rarely get from anything else.
Not everyone is a creative soul like I am, and that's okay! Creating with my hands is what makes my heart sing. I'm not saying everyone should pick up knitting or sewing to feel fulfilled. No way! Find what makes your heart sing. Find what makes you feel closer to God when you're in "the zone."
Have you already found what makes your heart sing? Tell me about it in the comments below! If you haven't, what will you try next?
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