Worship.

Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original:
whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.

C.S. Lewis.

Sometimes I feel like there is a whole string of words stuck together at the tips of my fingers.
Just waiting for the moment that I sit down and get it out on the grey fruit-encrested piece of metal that knows more of my thoughts than any human on this earth.
It’s days like today that creativity needs to be let out.
An afternoon when my fingers type. The canvas comes out, and the paint pours onto the lid of my paint box.
The music plays, and it’s not so much about creating something beautiful as it is about just creating.
(Although I do like when beauty arrives.)
But it’s the unexpected that beauty comes in.
The little string of words added at the last minute to the painting that brings it all together.
The moments when everything else in the world is put off for the worship of the King right now.
It comes in the everyday.
Because worship doesn’t just have to be standing in a chair or pew lined room on Wednesdays and Sundays, and I find myself more and more in touch with the Lord through conversations or listening to the radio in my car.
It’s the little things. Like sunshine and bright workout clothes on an afternoon run.
It’s new friendships and new situations. It’s old delights being brought back to light. Beauty created out of dust.
Because it’s about acccepting our Lord as One who loves us enough to show up in our everyday lives with little blessings and little reminders of His love. And trusting His leadings each day.
Our only purpose is to reflect Him. To watch for Him and point others to the light in our lives.
–Hallie.

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