I’ve been journaling my way through the book of Jeremiah lately. As I sat soaking in chapter 18, the following story-form devotional took shape in my mind. If you should decide to spend some time with it, know that it will require imagination and creativity on your part. Don’t let the details trip you up; simply move through the story seeing yourself as the main character.
Before you get started, take a minute or two to sit quietly at Jesus’ feet. Be sure to have a journal and pencil to jot down anything that the Holy Spirit may stir in you throughout this meditation. Ask Him to whisper His heart and His desires for you as you journey together to...the Art Class.
In a wealthy home some vessels are made of gold and silver, and some are made of wood and clay. The expensive vessels are used for special occasions, and the cheap ones are for everyday use. If you keep yourself pure, you will be a vessel for honorable use...ready for the Master to use for every good work.
2nd Timothy 2:20-21
A friend of yours has been taking classes down at the local Arts Center in town. This morning when you met at a nearby coffee shop she brought along a few of the watercolor canvases that she had just completed to show you.
One painting in particular touched something raw inside of you...as if whispering right off the canvas to your inmost being. It wasn’t the one with a vase of bright purple irises or the stark woodland landscape with sparse autumn-colored leaves whispering to the ground to form yellow and red circular patterns beneath each tree...as beautiful as those were. Oddly, the one that spoke to you was a rather muted canvas of muddied brown and gray tones. It was a painting of a potter’s wheel with a pair of rough, stained hands shaping a lump of clay.
Take a moment now and imagine yourself looking at this painting.
What is it about that painting that draws you in? "Perhaps it’s the colors," you think to yourself. "I’ve been feeling a bit drab and gray lately." Or maybe it's the feeling that has been haunting you of late. A feeling that your life isn't quite what it ought to be. Whatever it is, it stirred something in you, there’s no doubt about it.
You’ve often thought about taking an art class over the years. “Maybe that’s what I need,” you tell yourself. As you continue to look at this painting, the nudging you feel tugs words out of your mouth before you can give thought to them. “You wouldn’t happen to have a brochure with you that I might take a peek at, would you?”
Back home you pull the brochure out of your coat pocket, pour yourself something warm to drink and settle into your favorite chair. Flipping through the pages, you decide the best place to start is at the beginning. But, looking at the course offerings almost overwhelms you. How in the world are you supposed to choose? As you read down the list... Acrylics, Calligraphy, Clay, Drawing, Fiber, Oil, Pastel, Photography, Sculpture, and Watercolor you find yourself praying. “Jesus, I know this probably seems crazy, but, I feel this odd nudging inside of me that I’m supposed to pursue an art class. I can’t explain it, but, it feels like it’s coming from You. If that’s the case, God, please help me sense which way to go.”
There are so many other pursuits that seem more spiritual...so many great causes to give yourself to...would God really nudge you to do something like this?