where the flowers grow

“Normality is a paved road; it’s comfortable to walk but no flowers grow.” -Vincent Van Gogh

I feel like this is the anthem of my life. Uncomfortable with lots and lots of flowers. Looking through the eyes of creativity leaves me in a world of wonder and beauty.

I believe creativity is birthed into every single one of us. No matter your occupation or personality, creativity is alive in you. It’s in your thought pattern, your home, the way you express yourself, how you see things, the colors you are drawn to. Some of us just choose to dig it out and nurture it. Left brain. Right brain. Whatever you are, to me, both are still creative and worthy to be called “artist” the only difference is how we express it.

An older man once told Zak and I, the older he gets, the slower he walks. I thought to myself “well of course… you are old.”

He went on to say, “I choose to walk slower because I am able to see the beauty in the world and all that our creator has done.”

It was then I realized, creativity is fed by the same river, a river that has no end. We serve a God who is the ultimate artist. Made in His image, how could our creativity ever run dry?


I love this. And will continue to pray that my heart aligns with His. That in my most creative state I am able to see The Lord's heart more clearly.

The longer I walk with Jesus the more I realize my desperate need for Him.

I realize expensive robes and really pretty bridal veils aren't going to save the world, but what I do know is that creating gives my bones breath. And what I know now, is sitting in that space of wonder and beauty, I feel a little closer to heaven.