Michael's Story: God in the Art

I wrote

Not sure of when

But I did

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It became a passion

Shorts were all I knew

But then I grew

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Learning of poems

Writing less of what I know

And more of what I learn

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Days are fuller

The nights aren’t empty

It’s Him who comforts me

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I don’t fear opinions

The thoughts of them

The ones that don’t matter

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Instead I write for me

for the people around

sharing what I think

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the stories, the poems

about my life and others

ones we see, the ones unheard

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not stopping

always creating

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"I wrote this poem in the front of my notebook as a reminder to never stop creating and sharing what I want to. I’ve written so much and only shared a handful of it with others but after receiving positive feedback I’m more confident in my writing.

I don’t fear what others will say.

I go through enough stress picking the right words to say as I write to stress over whether someone won’t like what I write.

Over the month of April, I detached myself from social media to write more, because I felt I needed to. Praying constantly throughout, I didn’t hear a voice or have God show up in a dream, but there was an urge in me to share my work and allow it to leave the screen of my computer.

I would love to say God writes for me, but He’s given the gift of letting me write and I couldn’t be more grateful."

 

 

Isaiah 64:8: "But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand."

As a being of the Ultimate Artist, may you also create.

May it be a reflection of The One who made you.

And let that art not just be with a device or pen, but with your heartbeat and your soul.