I developed a good rhythm of writing this summer in June/July?partially August and absolutely dropped the ball in September. Here we are in October and I find myself wishing to get back into the game.
Today, I met with this dude who completed some assessment tests on me (that’s a story for another post… check back tomorrow, maybe). As we discussed me (I was the subject of the tests) one of the traits that came to the surface was a high sense of creativity. As we discussed this he asked me if I was an artist, musician, poet or something. I said, “I blog.”
He was thrown for a loop with my un-impressive artistic response.
I then alluded to a solo of ‘Family of God’ I sang during this week’s sermon at H2O Church and confessed there was good reason that I did not sing in the band. We concluded there is something about me that is artistic… we just didn’t know what.
When I shared this with Ronda, she was like ‘yeah.’ She went to say that I have the heart of an artist even though I have no artistic ability. We laughed. But it is kinda true.
I can’t dance, I can’t talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can’t dance, I can’t sing
Im just standing here selling everything.
Wait, I got distracted.
I am ok as an artist… I have a vision that few understand so I tend not to exercise it much.
I am constantly being asked am I a musician or an artist. Nope.
Maybe there is something to this idea after all. Maybe I should really try to explore my inner artist… or maybe I should just stick to blogging and preaching.
… and yes that is an original Eli Westfall work of art.