Last week, I was cranky. Not 100% of the time, but more often then not. I realized it was because I hadn't done anything particularly creative for weeks. Lots of weeks. There just hasn't been time.
My latest obsession has been hand lettering, but it can be tedious so I put it on the shelf for awhile. Once I get it in my head I want to figure something out, I get a little obsessive about it. It's a blessing and a curse.
But sometimes I just want to be messy and have no plan.
I love that there are no mistakes in art. Not really. Not in my world.
Today, my Jesus Calling devotional told me not to worry myself with analyzing and planning. Kind of wish I'd had that last week...but I'll take it. I'm trying to listen. To be better. To rest in him.
Trying to focus on being a light in my daily life. Encouraging people. Building my faith. Practicing kindess. Shining.
Not judging myself too harshly. Being good to myself. Getting rest. Being okay with not having it all figured out. Stepping out in faith when I know I can't do something on my own.
Trying to learn to loosen my death-grip on my own life...to relinquish control, to lay it all down and actually not pick it up again.
It's such a process. I'm such a work in progress.
But I'm willing to do the work. I really believe it's worth it...