It’s been about a month since we lost our sweet girl, Josie. It’s amazing just how close we grow to our pets- they most definitely are family. The relationship between our kids and their animals is really something to sit back and admire. It’s also interesting to see how differently we each grieve her loss.
My oldest girl turns to art for most things. She drew this quick, sharpie-on-notebook-paper picture of our little pup. I love how she captured her face so well with such simple use of color and lines.
We were all meant to be creative. It doesn’t mean we have to all be Picasso’s. By design, God is the ultimate Creator and He leaves a thread of that legacy within each of us. There are so many ways to bring out your artistic side. The obvious, yes… paints, colors, pencils and papers. There are also words- writing and poetry, the way we express our feelings in those special cards we give others. And we can’t forget that daily camera we have in our hands 24/7. Our phones allow us to have a camera ready at all times to capture all those precious moments of life. Even if you don’t love the photo you take, there are lists and lists of apps that put filters on those pictures. You can click a few times and turn a mundane shot into a graphic work of art.
And to be inclusive of all mediums, simply the way we live is artful. Loving others is an expression of our souls. The way we serve those around us, attending to their needs, can be beautiful. Reaching out to a hurting friend, praying for them… it all comes from the heart, which IS artistic. Never stop paying attention to those people we do life with and the places we find ourselves. Never quit looking for a way to find a creative outlet that suits you for both times of happiness and times of sorrow. It is necessarily therapeutic and the beauty it adds to our world is priceless.