An artist could start his or her work saying, “Dear God,” then spend the day writing or painting or sculpting or whatever it is she or he does, then finish with, “Amen.” Creativity is the Creator’s gift. The actual creating is a prayer. Any person, anybody at all can let making something, doing something, living itself be prayer.
Making art does not have to be painting a picture destined for an art gallery or writing a novel. It can be writing a sentence or two in a notebook about the pretty sunrise, the disturbing phone call, the tasty lunch, the easy laugh, the shed tear. Making art can be fastening photographs in an album and writing a caption for each one. It could be picking a flower or three or seven and arranging them in a vase.
A simple act of creativity could be jotting a note on the calendar about what you did today:
Took a long walk in the neighborhood.
Toured the museum.
Allowed myself a refreshing catnap.
Called my good friend and chatted.
Lit candles at supper: turned it into an event.
Imagine 365 brief sentences like that! At the end of the year, you’d have a diary, a book, a record of creative activities, a year of prayer.
Living can be filled with creativity whether great or common, professional or amateur. Creative living can be, and by its very nature is, a wordless prayer to God: a prayer of thanks, a prayer of supplication, a prayer of praise.
