Discouraged
Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 12:10 am
The discouragement has tried to come back. I was reminded about some things that I remember reading here about how miracles take time. I've been trying to figure out what to do so I can get peace back in my life. It's difficult not to think that I'm disappointing God all of the time.
Today I read this story about a tree house from the Guideposts website. In the story, the author writes about how she discovered the closeness and realness of God while outdoors in her tree house. Ahhhh...it reminds me of my visits to the nature trail and how I feel God's heartbeat by seeing all the beauty he created. There is so much magic and wonder to behold on the trail, but often my own thoughts and worries cloud that gift. The last couple of times I've been on the trail it was hard to capture that wonder and joy of being on the trail. I've often been inspired while on the trail and have taken numerous photos of spots on the trail to use for settings for my storybook characters. The other day it seemed like I could not grasp that wonder while on the trail and it was like a voice within me was saying, "You can't grasp the wonder because you have neglected to use that wonder in what you create." It appeared to me that the wonder on the trail was dying because I allowed it to die by not creating new artwork inspired by that wonder. Does that make sense?
Last week when I was out on the trail, it's like a voice inside would not quit that continued to remind me to start creating using the inspiration I have found on the trail. Today I went on the trail and I was not in a very good state of mind. I just felt bummed out and disconnected. As I progressed further on the trail, I stopped to take more "inspirational" pics and it comes so easy to me to think of how to use those pics as a starting point to create a scene for my characters. I can "see" my characters in those settings. While taking pics, I was thinking that if I don't start using the inspiration found on the trail that my characters will fade away and die. A challenging question came to my mind today, "Is it me who has given up on the belief of my characters?" I don't know if I will find the same joy and wonder on the trail if I don't start drawing again. And I don't know if I will be at peace with myself if I don't draw again. Yet I find myself letting things get in the way of drawing again.
Today I read this story about a tree house from the Guideposts website. In the story, the author writes about how she discovered the closeness and realness of God while outdoors in her tree house. Ahhhh...it reminds me of my visits to the nature trail and how I feel God's heartbeat by seeing all the beauty he created. There is so much magic and wonder to behold on the trail, but often my own thoughts and worries cloud that gift. The last couple of times I've been on the trail it was hard to capture that wonder and joy of being on the trail. I've often been inspired while on the trail and have taken numerous photos of spots on the trail to use for settings for my storybook characters. The other day it seemed like I could not grasp that wonder while on the trail and it was like a voice within me was saying, "You can't grasp the wonder because you have neglected to use that wonder in what you create." It appeared to me that the wonder on the trail was dying because I allowed it to die by not creating new artwork inspired by that wonder. Does that make sense?
Last week when I was out on the trail, it's like a voice inside would not quit that continued to remind me to start creating using the inspiration I have found on the trail. Today I went on the trail and I was not in a very good state of mind. I just felt bummed out and disconnected. As I progressed further on the trail, I stopped to take more "inspirational" pics and it comes so easy to me to think of how to use those pics as a starting point to create a scene for my characters. I can "see" my characters in those settings. While taking pics, I was thinking that if I don't start using the inspiration found on the trail that my characters will fade away and die. A challenging question came to my mind today, "Is it me who has given up on the belief of my characters?" I don't know if I will find the same joy and wonder on the trail if I don't start drawing again. And I don't know if I will be at peace with myself if I don't draw again. Yet I find myself letting things get in the way of drawing again.