I am an Artist…and so are you

You want to know the meaning of life? This is your highest calling: You are called into the dynamic co-creation of the cosmos. This breath is your canvas and your brush. These are the raw materials for your art, for the life you are making. Nothing is off limits. Your backyard, your piano, your paintbrush, your conversation, Rwanda, New Orleans, Iraq, your marriage, your soul. You’re making a living with every step you take. –Jon Foreman (taken from A Million Little Ways by Emily Freeman)


I was not created as an artist. This is a lie I have believed since I was a young girl. One that shaped the way I lived my life for decades. I believed I had no artistic capabilities. I believed was just that girl who played sports, excelled in school, and read books. At an early age, I gave up on the paintbrush and anything I considered “artsy”. When people asked what I liked to do, part of my answer was that I’m not artsy.

I don’t remember when or how that lie crept in, but I did not believe I was made to create art. I believed that because a paintbrush didn’t fit comfortably in my hands I had to give up on all things artistic.

Yet, even as a young girl, I LOVED to write. I would spend my free time writing short stories and drawing pictures for them. When grown-ups asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, my answer was “I want to be an author”. I don’t think people knew how to respond to that because it wasn’t a nurse or teacher. So I picked up on their confusion and began to believe that being a writer wasn’t good. So I hide that desire away and began telling people I wanted to be a nurse or teacher.

I hid that desire for a LONG time. I didn’t recognize that part of my identity, as daughter of the Creator of this universe, was that I carried His creativity in me. The TRUTH is that I am God’s workmanship, created in Jesus, to do good works, which He prepared in advance (Eph. 2:10). Some of those good works He molded in me are to see and express His creation through the written word.

It’s true, my strengths do not lie in painting or design, but I am a writer. I can form words into such a way that people relate and resonate with them. I can bring life through the words that God has given me. I love coming to a blank piece of paper or word document with the expectation that God will to craft something beautiful out of my words.

My weekend at the Influence Conference helped me to embrace the truth that I am a creative woman. I am an artist. And so are you. This broken world needs to see the beauty of men and women living in the truth that we are created to be artists and to proclaim the beauty of God through our lives. Whether our art is through the written word, the spoken word, a painting, a beautifully crafted home, our camera…we NEED to see the goodness of God’s workmanship in this hurting world, to bring healing and hope.

I was created to be an artist. You were created to be an artist.


These days of unplugging from the television have freed me to experiment more with the creativity that is in me and around me. I’m writing more, planning how to decorate my home, reading more, and spending more time outside experiencing the beauty around me. You can follow my 31 day challenge to live unplugged here.


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