Today, I decided to draw again. I didn't plan it...it just happened. Many times I have tried to sit down and draw, only to find myself staring miserably at a blank page. My well was empty. It had been drained of all my creativity, all my desire, and all my passion. There was nothing left to put on the page. Nothing at all...until today.
This Minnesota morning was none like I have ever experienced. My plan was to go to work just like I do every day. I knew it was going to be a cold morning...school had already been canceled for the second day in a row. So, after waking up I checked my weather app to see what I would be dealing with. The warning at the top of my phone was enough to make me want to stay snuggled up in my warm bed. The temp was -33 degrees and the windchill was -57! We were officially colder than the Arctic and Mount Everest!! SERIOUSLY?!! Well, being the hearty Minnesota girl that I am, I got my butt out of bed anyway and proceeded downstairs to make some coffee. I knew that would get me motivated to venture outside. After two cups of coffee I bundled up in my snow gear and headed out to start my vehicle. My first warning sign was frozen locks and doors...not good. But, I finally got the door open and attempted to start my very cold vehicle. Dead. Deader than dead. Nothing. Poor thing...I kinda know how that feels. I tried a couple more times and then decided it was a good day to stay home. So, back inside the warm house I went.
The kids were all still sleeping and the house was quiet. I had just poured myself a third cup of coffee and decided to sit down at my computer. I sat for a minute and then opened up my sketchbook and Photoshop...not really sure why. And then... I proceeded to draw. I had no plan. I had no idea what I was going to do. I just let it happen. And it felt good.
This morning was an unexpected gift. It made me realize that I am not the same person I was 6 months ago. I have changed, I have grown, and I have gotten stronger. Life looks very different. My priorities have changed too...and that is OK. It is actually better than OK. I am now ready to embrace all that that means. I am ready to explore and venture out to see what God has planned for my life. I have not lost the passion to draw. It was always there...deep down. So what does that mean for the next 6 months? How will God integrate that passion back into my life now? I can't wait to find out what He has planned!
So, from this morning...Flowers of the Field.
