Ok, so that “(to be continued tomorrow)” statement didn’t work out so well. One thing that I’m learning about blogging is that you have to go with something when you feel like sharing (and perhaps not commit to a part 2 unless you’re certain you’re ready to write.)
You’ve probably noticed that along this ride that we’ve called the past 2.5 years, I’ve been enjoying some time sitting down at the sewing machine. I’ve NEVER EVER EVER used the term “creative” to describe myself. And yet, there is something freeing and beautiful that creating has brought out of my heart. I can’t articulate what it is.
Maybe it’s a freedom to feel comfortable enjoying something without having a plan of action in place for what to do with that creative outlet. Or maybe it’s because it has birthed a dream in my heart. A dream without an eternal purpose (that I can see yet). And for once, I don’t feel like I’m wasting anything by nurturing this dream-seed. In fact, it may even find a place to plant eventually.
Do I want to change the world? Sure. Vision itself isn’t bad or wrong, but it can throw dreams by the wayside. There’s a stark difference between guilt and conviction. I think I’ve often confused the two over the past ten years. I think that for now I’m ready to change the world heart-to-heart and person-to-person. After all Jesus said, “Give a cool cup of water to someone who is thirsty, for instance. The smallest act of giving or receiving makes you a true apprentice. You won’t lose out on a thing.” Matthew 10:42 (MSG)
In the meantime, while I do my best to live like Jesus, I’m going to let my heart be light and shake off the idea that I can’t live with purpose while entertaining a dream.
I’m fairly certain that this quilt I stumbled upon on Pinterest sums me up nicely. I’m also pretty sure that my heart dreams in happy fabric hearts. Who knows, maybe if you just allow yourself some room to dream, the vision will follow? We’ll see.