Friday, June 20, 2008

Creativity

I talk to animals. Not just pets like dogs and cats. I talk to deer and chipmunks. I even talked to an armadillo once. Only one time because I've only seen a live one once. People who like me say I'm creative. People who don't, say I'm weird.
I think all people are creative. Some more than others. I guess you could say that makes us all weird--some more than others.
My daughter is an amazingly creative person (that means I'm one of the people who like her, which I do.) Yesterday she called me. When I get a call instead of a text that means she is experiencing an emotional minute or is extremely bored. She was emotional this time.
Someone destroyed her art work. She is diversely creative. Her work includes sculpture, photography, graphic design, painting, and so on. Irreplaceable. Every one of them. Cherished. A part of her. Gone forever in some dumpster. Someone mistakenly thought she didn't care.
That's the way your Creator feels about you. He created you and you are a part of Him. Cherished. Irreplaceable. If you think He doesn't care about you, you are wrong. Don't throw yourself or let anyone else throw you in the dumpster.
The good thing is, if you end up in a dumpster, He will pick through each and every one until He finds you. He'll even wash away the rubbish that you picked up while you were in there. How do I know that? He did it for me.