I spent last Saturday celebrating the life of Jay's maternal grandmother, who lived to be 95 years old. She was the kind of person who you envy for the simplicity of her life. She never owned much, never wanted for much. She spent the bulk of her life in service of others. She was happy with her well-worn, underlined, dog-eared, duct-taped (literally) Bible and her abiding faith in a Lord who would one day call her home.
The service was held in a church in her home town of Thompson, Pennsylvania; one of those idyllic rural towns where nothing has changed in the last 100+ years. Literally. The main drag includes two churches, a masonic temple, and a post office. And not much more than that. She was buried in the family plot just around the corner from the church.
The service was led by her youngest son, Paul. Paul talked about his mother's love of the scriptures and how in her later years he made a game of starting a bible verse and she would jump in and finish it.
I consider myself a deeply spiritual person, but not at all "religious" in the sense of being affiliated with any particular church, faith, or belief system. Yet, as Paul was talking about their bible game, he said something that struck me deeply - and has stuck with me since. Paul mentioned Genesis 1:1 "In the beginning, God created..."
He stopped at the word "created". I think that is why it caught my attention. The first five words of the Bible. God CREATED. The story in Genesis goes on to say God CREATED the heavens, the earth, light, dark, fish, fowl, and animals. Now that is one imaginative dude (or dudette or energy or whatever) - seriously - giraffes, elephants, parrots, flamingos, peacocks, whales, sharks, starfish, lobster - so much color and shape and size and style.
And so I thought, sitting there in that pew on Saturday morning, what greater sanction could we have for the act of creating, for allowing ourselves the time to BE creative, than the idea that being creative is a divine act?
Regardless of what creation theory you subscribe to, it still comes back to being creative, doesn't it?
I have believed for awhile that we are born to create and each of us has a different and unique gift to bring to the table. To share with the world. To let our light shine. I don't know how to describe the feeling I got when Paul said those five words. It was like an "aha" moment. Like what I've believed all along was somehow being validated in a real and tangible sense. Being creative isn't just a hobby or play. It is an affirmation of my true nature, my divine self. I am a CREATIVE soul. And it's all good.
I'm interested in your thoughts on creativity... is it in our nature? or is it just a pleasurable hobby?