Inspiration far more often comes during the work than before it because the largest part of the job of the artist is to listen to the work and to go where it tells him to go.
I have not been inspired for quite some time,
however I am ready to listen and see where I will go
Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established.
Lord, here I am. My work is yours. May it bless You. May it point people to You.
Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace.
Where there is hatred, le me sow love; where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is discord, union; where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that we may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
The Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
Would that my writing be. Would that my living be.
Would that all be poured out in offering that blesses another and blesses the Lord.
We have not received the spirit of the world but the Spirit who is from God, that we may understand what God has freely given us.
1 Corinthians 2:12
What has the Father given to me? To us? He has blessed us with life, with love, with His Spirit, with gifts that should not be used for our own gain, but to bless another and to bless Him.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
I will trust the Father to fill me with joy and peace that my writing my overflow with hope found in Him.
As I review The Creative Call by Janice Elsheimer, I found a date I recorded:
29 May, 2004.
This date confirms that I read and worked through the book pre-Katrina, which became one of a few definings point in my life. As I read the book, I thought I was ready, I listened, I desired to write. And I did. But not in the way I expected. Instead of novels and children’s stories, instead of even writing about a hurricane, I wrote in the midst of the hurricane (from the vantage point of fleeing); I wrote in the midst of uncertainty, of not knowing; I wrote in the aftermath and the rebuilding. I wrote in a way I could not have unless I had experienced it.
I experienced something I had not expected (as often is the case in life).
Then I emailed what I wrote to friends and family, wanting to share with them the experience beyond the news. And wanting to share with them what continued after the news cameras had moved on.
Two things I learned:
- Everyone has a story and everyone has a desire for his/her story to be heard.
- The story is not just about the event, but what happens after the event.
How might I bring together my desire to write and the stories that need to be told?