You've doubtless heard Joyce Kilmer's words before (probably many times):
"...Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree."
I used to think I was a creative guy. I've got a Bachelors of Fine Arts degree (after all). I'm a writer (which is like a poet, and therefore one of those "fools" Alfred— Joyce's real first name— was rhyming about). People have told me, since I was a kid, how "creative" I was and am.
What I am realizing is that "I" (acutally "i") am NOT creative at all. I don't create waste matter discharged from the bowels after food has been digested. (I'm guessing you know what word I could have used there...) Neither do you— any of you, any of us.
Look at this picture please...
What else is there on Earth that only GOD can make?
That hill the tree is growing up from, the grass on it, the dirt beneath the grass, the rocks under the dirt, the trees on the hills behind (repeat the grass, dirt, rock deal for all of that & them, too), the shadow of the tree that's made by the light of the sun, the eyes you and I are using to look at the picture, the brain that recognizes that's a tree and the voice inside that uses language to tell us "that's a tree"... ALL of that. GOD made. ALL That Is. GOD made. Everything.
You & I don't create anything.
If that's so— and it's obvious to me that it is— just what is it that you & I DO with what we know to call our life & work?
Spiritual Awakening & Experience, indeed...
Please, let me know what you think & feel in the Comments box...
I appreciate you!