God is always moving on, mixing new colors, writing new songs. The world will never understand the Gospel of Jesus Christ until His followers learn to live as we were created to live: In joy and laughter and sorrow and tears. We must dance our lives to the ever-changing music of God’s will.
I can’t produce beauty without ingesting it first, there is nothing new under the sun; or to steal a physics metaphor, (Creative) energy can be neither lcreated or destroyed. I am either a channel or a charlatan.
Now, to love, is an art. To look deeply into each person we meet and see the form of greatness that lies within requires an artist’s eye. To be the implement that helps to bring out that form requires an artist’s touch. To blend all of the themes of a life into symphony requires an artist’s ear.
We have pulled down the Romance of God and replaced it with the golden calf of expedience and security. And so, we have lost our art; and our heart.