Hope Grows…

An old but familiar song lyric by John Mark McMillan raced through my mind as I examined this scene through my lens. The cracks in the asphalt were strangely intriguing and beautiful to me. I crept down to try to get the right angle all the while I was nearly lying on the sidewalk, then again I heard the lyric…

Hope grows between the cracks in the Asphalt…

I wondered how long before green life would poke through these cracks and I simultaneously wondered how quickly a gardener would come and snip the weed away.

I wondered if Glynn County had plans to replace the bubbling and cracking asphalt.

The thought evoked sadness as I thought the naturally occurring splits to be lovely.

I have been noticing that when I get inspired and have a creative idea I am quickly apt to push it aside- common idea killers such as “ I don’t have the time”, “I don’t have the resources”, are often blockades that prevent me from developing ideas.

Usually my best ideas come at the most inopportune times. In the car, while making dinner, and so on. Just like the green stuff that pokes through the cracks in the sidewalk. That green life is poking through at the most inopportune place, but still they grow, they push through and rear their heads to grow until the weedeater comes around- and then they come again.

Since my time is limited these days I have come up with a few practical solutions.

1: I keep a small sketch pad nearby so I can quickly draw what I am imagining then I quickly jot down what it is. I do this because if I am too vague I can’t remember what I was thinking.

2. If I am in the car/ in the pick-up line at school, at the store etc. I send a text message to my hubby. He also does this with me- we know that these are simply ideas to keep somewhere. We always save them!

3. When ideas are flooding my mind, I also keep a journal on my computer and beside my bed to jot down and clear my mind… then I refer to when need be.

4. I also look for accountability. Currently I attend a songwriting circle with several girls. We keep each other on track with goals while collaborating.

Jesus has been quietly whispering to my soul to be a good steward of the ideas he has given me. To act on them and to take initiative.

So just like the hope growing between the cracks we are creative beings and our ideas and expressions while infused with the Holy Spirit are what bring his kingdom to earth. I pray that I will have the ability to create and write without fear and do so in the midst of obstacles!

As a follower of Christ, I pray that I exhibit freshness and divine inpsiration in all that I do!

As I examined the picture, I realized that hope truly grows where you least expect it to…

So in the midst of your crazy life where do you see hope? Think about it.

Happy Monday {Love-CyleAugusta}