God created each of us in His image to be creators of something
beautiful. Allowing Him to flow through us makes for creations to exist,
to come to life. From early ages, creativity flows in us for we are
children just come from God and then we flow with Him. As we age, this creativity
can be stumped, stifled, or even staged. God needs for us to allow Him
freedom. He wants us to create as He creates.
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;’
To Create: bring (something) into existence
• cause (something) to happen as a result of one’s actions
• (of an actor) originate (a role) by playing a character for the first time.
• invest (someone) with a new rank or title
(ORIGIN late Middle English (in the sense [form out of nothing,] used of a
divine or supernatural being): from Latin creat- ‘produced,’ from the
‘Every child is an artist. The problem is to remain an artist once he grows
up.’ Pablo Picasso
‘If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the
companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the
joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in.’ Rachel Carson
includes drawing and painting, but it is more than just art. Creativity
includes having fun and playing, but it is more than just fun and
games. Creativity provides an exciting way for children to become
intrinsically motivated, to find joy in the ordinary, and to discover
their hidden talents. All children possess creativity.’ Steve Dahlberg
‘The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are
permitted to remain children all our lives.’ Albert Einstein
‘Our greatest natural resource is the minds of our children.’ Walt Disney
man to rediscover the child.’ Laurens Van der Post
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
I awake, and I am still with you.
(Psalm 139:13-18 ESV)
“Child’s Drawing” jpg @ abigailanddolley.blogspot.com“YamClarGirl.jpg.w300h460” @ http://www.idaholessons.com/blog/clarinet-lessons/“bassoon-iS-2.jpg” @ http://www.musicwithease.com/bassoon-pictures.html“3868397794_0feebd4099.jpg” @ http://50firstcrafts.wordpress.com/category/macrame/“crochet_blue_pink_Yarn_hearts.jpg” @ www.knittersaddiction.com/ and www.rivervalelibrary.org“Mama and Me” – taken by llg @ Being Woven