So I was home in Texas, post-camp, just twiddling my thumbs, when I decided to go through with something I've been wanting to do for a while.
I finally changed my blog name.
Not that's not it, but that still was necessary. Ugh.
I started an Etsy shop (!!!!)
WHAT am I literally doing, reader? Not a clue. Let's learn. Bahh.
Reader, welcome to the clutter of my brainwaves.
It's called "the small creative". I thought of it as I was driving home from another Panera adventure I have weekly with my Savannah high school pals. It was around 8 AM on a Friday morning in November. I was probably listening to bagpipe music and trudging down Abercorn (pre-Truman Pkwy extension, for you Savannah folk). I returned back to the house and wrote all this down. And also this little bit:
11/22/13
The Small
A part of my job in the fine art world will be to self promote myself. My art, my voice, my portfolio, resume, website, blah blah blah.
But *plot twist* my life here on earth has a purpose that is far from that.
To know and love God.
To make Him known, and to love others to show Him.
So, what do I do with that?
And how can it be genuine?
God gave me a desire to create, and to draw cute things and just get messy and learn how to make lovely works.
It's cool because it's not mine.
So let it be His.
God can use anything to point to Him.
I am small, He is big.
Let the small things I make be used by a big, marvelous God.
Giddy up.
This thought floated around for a bit before any action was finally taken. More like a holiday break, another couple quarters of school, and a summer.
Ha. Ok.
"the small creative"
The "small" part of the name:
We (humans) are just the tiniest.
Check out this video by Francis Chan:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Ya12I036lg
Ya, we are tiny.
So outer space is cool and huge. But now look at what a big guy like God thinks of us small people.
An excerpt from "Thoughts to Make Your Heart Sing" by Sally Lloyd-Jones
God's Little Finger
King David was marveling at God's Universe.
"When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him...?"
PSALM 8:3-4 (ESV)
But he didn't say God made the universe with his arm- or even his hand. He said, "God, you made it with your fingers!"
The vast universe is so small to God that for him it's like making a toy model- with just his fingers!
If the Milky Way galaxy were the size of North America, our solar system would be a coffee cup, and earth would be a speck of dust inside the cup.
The universe is tiny to God!
What are human beings next to God?
Nothing.
And yet God says you fill his mind.
What in the world. A little speck. A little sinful speck that acts like a punk most of the time, thinking greedy thoughts and obsessing over self. A speck who is ungrateful and distracted more than not. A speck who is loved by a God who sent His Son down to die. He died so us specks could be with Him forever, perfectly. What. I could go on and on- but maybe later.
Not only are we small, but we are somehow filled with God-like qualities. He crafted us with care and lavished us with His good things. Things such as intelligence, being good with kids, humor, barbecue mastery, athleticism, love of nature, creativity... The traits that make you different and make you tick. That's on purpose.
I just want to make neat things. The ability to enjoy creating is a gift. I run out of ideas and motivation, but God refreshes me over and over. I don't deserve it. I didn't earn it. I'm free to create and share and chat. The ultimate desire is to make good. And it looks like pretty things, funny drawings, and making friends. And the seed is growing with a little Etsy shop created by a junior in college who wants to create for the rest of her days (and make cash from it too ya know).
So there's "the small creative".
Giddyup.
https://www.etsy.com/shop/thesmallcreative
insta: @thesmallcreative
