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Thursday, March 18th, 2004
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2:04p - Blank Canvas
We have decided that today--the eighteenth day of March in the year two thousand and four--is just the right day to refer to ourself in the third person.
Because, you see, life is more fun when we're plural.
It's true! When we liberate ourself from the burdensome laws of English grammar, we find ourself far more confident and serene, no longer troubled by the petty details of life. We can use phrases like, "We are not amused" and "we really don't care, would you pass us the salt?" without a second thought. No longer do we scramble to satisfy the whims of others--no longer do we feel degraded and oppressed and fearful. We have dignity. We have poise. We reign.
And some days, we need that.
Lol. Ok, I'm done.
I (we) changed my (our) colors again.
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You know what I love? I love describing things. I can tell you about the flower by the neighbor's hedge that blushes at the touch of sunlight and bobs its head to meet the bumblebee, or to cup the breeze as it passes by. I can tell you about the cool concentation etched on the face of the drummer as he moves the beat through the music. I can tell you about the way evening surf works to smooth the differences from stones, so thorough and unchanging in the misty evening. I love it--I love to capture beauty with my words; and when I do I alter its appearance. It is transformed by the crysalis of my perception--like light through a prism. And its beauty is mine now, because I have selected the words it lives in.
Divine creativity... God is the God of imagination and expression. After all, He's a God of life, isn't He? Life is freshness and newness, movement and surprise and wonder. And that means constant creativity--a flow that I am drawn to. I love to join in with Him--to wrap my small fingers around the paintbrush and help my Father create--color and texture and thought. Canvas after canvas. What a joy it is! How glad I am that I was made to form new things with Him... He created me, and now I re-create Him through expression--in a thousand different ways, each one new, and each one uniquely lovely. I've got to show the world Who He is, however I can. Giving a blue flower to a little girl on the sidewalk; making your mother's favorite soup when she's had a long day. Playing the violin. Singing with your eyes closed. And I will never run out of inspiration, because He is just so much. I anticipate what music the future will bring! My heart is dancing already.
current mood:  creative (comment on this)
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4:30p - Saying Goodbye
It has been twenty-seven posts since I asked this question. Since then I've received maybe a handful of comments from about three people. The last one was twelve posts ago.
It's too lonely here. What happened to all of you?
THEREFORE I am off! And I have other reasons, too; namely, an answer to prayer. I do not have a peace about continuing on here. In fact, the thought of doing so makes me restless. I'm going to take it as a confirmation from God and cut back to LiveJournal only. I may occasionally post here, and I will definately continue reading my friends' page, but I can't stay. :( If you read my journal but never comment, I'm sorry--you are free to add my LJ page to your favorites list if you like.
My LiveJournal address is www.livejournal.com/users/reflected_light. Please come by and say hello once in a while!
In Christ, Treasure of all Treasures...
Rita
current mood:  sad
current music: 'How Could You Say No' (3 comments |comment on this)
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