Honestly, I have never thought of myself as “creative.”
Yes, as a child I created a flying milk horse out of toilet paper rolls and a milk carton, which, if I’m being honest, my grandmother still has to this day tucked away in her house.
Yes, that was extremely creative on my part but I was not fond of the arts once I was in school.
While in school, I was not a star athlete but I did receive a single scholarship offer to go to college for wrestling.
I was not one of the “nerds” either, though I was able to graduate in the top 10% of my class.
I was stuck in the middle somewhere, destined for mediocrity; at least it appeared to be that way.
I passed on the chance to wrestle in college which was a wise decision; I was not fit for collegiate level athletics.
I have loved the outdoors since I can remember. I planned on majoring in wildlife management, which I did, and that was a reason I chose to go to college where I did.
That was a wise choice.
In my sophomore year of college, I was offered an internship that changed the direction of my career.
The internship was related to my degree but at the same time it opened up a whole new world to which I had never been exposed.
I was introduced into photography which to this day I find so frustrating, exciting, and rewarding.
I learned how to use social media to build an audience who then would read what I had written in caption or blog form.
I developed a love for writing, which I had pursued as a child. However, once I was writing for school projects, I lost that love.
I had other people tell me I was a good writer, and I received above average grades for writing assignments while in high school through college.
I just never thought of myself as a creative. I always thought I would be an athlete or famous TV outdoorsman, something much manlier than “a writer” or especially “creative” those words don’t sound like masculine terms.
I call myself creative now, which still sounds weird to me, but it’s true I am creative.
I am a writer.
My masculinity in not any less than any other mans.
Believe me I still love getting my hands dirty while working, wrestling, and participating in nearly every outdoor activity in existence.
I see my creative side as complimenting “my-rough-around-the-edges” manliness.
“God CREATED the heavens and the earth.” The very one we get our masculinity from was a creative being.
We tend to forget that. I tend to overlook that important characteristic of God, our creator.
I am calling you out.
If you have been overlooking your God given talent, whatever that may be, it is time to step up and use it for the glory of the Kingdom of God.
Here’s your chance. Comment what talent you have been overlooking in the comments below.
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