During our 'night of worship' services, we frequently have a group of folks doing artwork over to the side, as part of an expression of worship. Some of the paintings produced have been quite powerful...they're always amazing.
'Course, the folks who do that actually have some artistic talent. Me, not so much. But I thought it looked like it would be a fun thing to do. And, today we had a 'mother daughter pre-SHE paint party' after church...with worship music playing and paint and canvases available for moms and junior high girls to experiment with letting the Spirit flow with creativity and painting.
This started out to be a picture of flowers. But, when I was painting the background, I saw stormclouds in the brushstrokes...and flipped the painting 180 degrees and started working with that idea. Then I had a rock in the sea...waves crashing against it...and finally, a bird sitting on a nest on the rock.
Peaceful in the midst of the storm's fury.
'Course, not everyone saw that...at least, not right off the bat.
I attempted a second painting, but, well, I was not competent enough to express what I was reaching for and that mess will probably go in the trash can.
It was interesting...and surprisingly difficult. Painting is not my gift.
But I'm glad I did it.
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