This is me. I am an artist. Today it is more than a proclamation, because, today I punched the clock for the last time at a job I've held for over 17 years. Within a span of 24 hours two weeks ago, all of the arrows that had been inching toward this direction on my life's compass spun around and locked into place.
For so long my job title and professional identity was a "communications specialist," a one-woman public relations band for a public library. While I still identify with this title out here on my own, fresh off the payroll, I've realized that the next time I'm asked what I do, I will need to stand firmly on two feet and reply "I am an artist." No mumbling, no rambling explanation of all the "crafty" stuff I like to "dabble" in, no looking back. It's time to live in and work out my calling, painting what inspires me and creating products that bring ideas to life for others.
Earlier this year a verse came to me that really helped motivate me. It comes from Zechariah:
"Do not despise these small beginnings,
for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin."
I feel like ever since January, I have been taking small steps to make more art, to just get pen to paper and brushes in the water. All those steps, and others in totally unrelated areas of my life, have been paving the way to this point, and although I wouldn't have dreamed I would be sitting here writing this post even three weeks ago, He has a way of making everything so clear, so urgent.
A new verse, which I recently used in a project for a friend, has become so profound and inspiring to me:
"Behold, I am doing a new thing: now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert." Isaiah 43:19
I have so many more small beginnings to work on as I turn this new page today. Thank you, in advance, for your encouragement along the way and for valuing the particular beauty that the Lord has entrusted me to share.