I've been pondering the beauty of now. The need for creativity and expression that is woven into our hearts, our hands and the fabric of our identities. If we do not express ourselves we literally die - just breathe out and then choose not to breathe in again. Even our breath is an expression of "us".
So how do I find me? In all the practicalities of every day? How do I create in the everydayness of fish fingers and tidying and work and stuff and laundry? I've been challenged by a book that my good friend Jane gave me. To find me, and express me not in my neglect of things, but through adding something of me and of GOD, YES GOD, to all that I do.
Perhaps a meal, artistically arranged and with a candle to throw soft candlelight over our meal. Words, like these, breathing out my thoughts and sharing my heart and struggles. Flowers to add His beauty to our home. So many ways to express something of the God in whose image I am created. The Creator God.
An exploration of making "now" special. Tweaking the practical to make it lovely. Refreshing the atmosphere of my home and life and friendships.
(So I have started here).
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