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Use what you have to create and make ideas understood.
Don’t write like me. Don’t talk like me. I already impersonate enough for people to feed on the echo for days.
The story of our time has a foil as complicated as Israel.
It is like when the Coen Brother’s wrote Barton Fink during writers block. I’m inspired by that alot.
No excuses for missing a tool or feeling inadequate. Most people are hobbling along as if they had one leg to stand on anyway. But you see what you want to. That is your right if you so please.
Albeit, for me I walk with with both feet because inspiration and creation coincide. Everything worthwhile is work.
“Work work work work work.” – Rihanna
We work for good times. We work through tough situations. We work on not working. We think on all the work we have due Monday. We think of utopias where robots do the work we especially don’t want to do.
Without work, without the sweat of moving boxes in a warehouse, without the fatigue of papers and exams, we can never create. We can never feel the joy that a finished project does indeed implore.
“We were created by a creative Creator /// go be creative” – Jeremiah Givens
My father raised me to always have proverbial skin in the game. I suppose neither my skin nor the game is actually proverbial. For all that we have is entrusted in some manner of living.
Now I work to live and my living is to create. Not because I’m in a certain profession, but because all we do is make. Whether it be a story, painting, financial investment, or wedding vow; we all create.
Why do we hesitate to create? Why do we wait for a buffet of options when life is as exciting as the God who made it?
“You are not bored, but wicked.” – Assorted Virtues
Wake up. Stay up late. Tread on through the drafts like no one’s business. They are all rough anyway. When you pass away, before time’s spinning wheel, you’ll neither squeak nor squeal at a bad publication if in the name of making it was done.
Creating is not for the weak of mind nor the faint of heart. It is for the world changers; shalom makers.
If continued, your work will improve, but the point is not fame. The glory of the Lord is our ultimate aim.
Before time’s spinning wheel,
where you’ll have your last meal,
remember your work was never in vain
if in Christ did your soul partake.
Eternity won’t have
us on clouds playing harps,
but creating so all will see
the King of kings shining glory
and the Lord of lords majesty.