Created to Create
You know that feeling you get when you have just completed a project? That moment when you stand back and behold your handiwork?
Cathy and I are preparing Hootenholler - our home in the North Georgia Mountains - to receive workshop attendees and guests of all sorts. The primary workshop area will be the lower level of our home, so we want to make the back door feel more like a front door.
In order to make my vision of having a stone walkway from the street to the back door a reality, I had 3,000 pounds of rocks dumped in our back yard. As the pallet of stone was crashing down from the bed of the dump truck and down the embankment (fun!), I immediately felt that the stone was too light in color for my taste.
No matter, I thought, I will simply use this stone to make a walkway from our front driveway along the side of our house where it will be less visible. The side walkway was not a priority project but one I had slated for an undetermined time in the future.
I began hauling the 3,000 pounds of stones from their dumping spot to the area along the north side of our house.
Think about all the fun I was having: I made the equivalent of thirty trips uphill hauling 100 pounds of rocks on each trip! Not bad for an old fat cardiac patient!
Filling two large buckets for each trip, I would slog up the hill and place each stone in its newly assigned home and resting place. I mean, the poor little guys had been through quite an ordeal – dynamited out of a hill in Tennessee where they had been minding their own business for millions of years, scooped up by some kind of heavy machinery, gathered and bound by wire on a pallet and hauled off and left in a fenced lot in Jasper, Georgia.
For me, this wasn’t just a home improvement project.
It was a rescue mission.
At first, I thought I was not going to have enough rock to go all the way from the back of my house to the front. Then, when I was about two-thirds through, I thought I was going to finish with rocks to spare.
Would you believe it? When the job was completed I had NO ROCKS left over at all. Just one example of the joys and surprises that come our way when we set off on a creative adventure.
And I stood back and reveled in what I had done
Few things bring me more pleasure that standing still for a while and soaking in the results of a project completed and thinking, “Wow! Look what I did!”
Can you relate?
It’s sort of a little private and much-deserved party you throw yourself. Our days can and should be decorated with many such celebrations.
Would you like to hear something even more exciting and inviting?
The source of that pleasure is rooted in who we really are, deep down in the secret place of our souls.
The ancient text of Genesis pulls back the veil on this aspect of our authentic selves and shouts the amazing concept that as human beings we are created in the image of God.
So God created human beings in his own image.
Muralist, Author, Illustrator, Musician, Artist in Residence and Leaf Blower at Hootenholler and coiner of the wildly popular catch phrase, "Stop yer honkin'."