I considered briefly not going to devotional. I didn’t think about it very hard, but it was a question of whether or not I would get my homework done in time. I did get it done in time, but the problem with writing assignments is that it seems like it could always do with another revision. It wasn’t as wonderful as I would have liked it, but I probably wouldn’t be able to get it to be much better in that hour I would have spent at devotional.
And I’m so glad I did, because I saw my friend from Ballroom Dance class last year. Just to let you know, I do believe in coincidences but I think that they are very rare. I don’t think this was a coincidence. I think Providence takes a hand, even with small things like this. I mean, it’s not like my life was changed just because I was able to see this old friend, but it was wonderful anyway and a nice blessing.
She asked to see my new artwork. Thankfully, I had my clipboard with some of the images I did over the break. And to hear her get excited about my work… it’s lovely, because my past art has already passed out of my mind, but it was brought back with her now able to see it. She even noted that I had improved since last year. And it struck me once again how I keep improving. I keep getting better. Do you realize how exciting that is?
If I stop doing art, I won’t keep improving. If I don’t keep at it, I’m going to lose this talent. I don’t want to lose this talent- not when I’ve gotten so far. I know there is regret when you fail to work on a talent and you become rusty. I have a friend who has an incredibly gorgeous tenor voice. And he was trained in voice at a collage level for two years before coming here. Sometimes he sings for me, but afterwards he will say he is not as good as he used to be because he hasn’t practiced in so long. What’s sad is that I can hear it. Just slightly, but I can hear that it’s a little rough around the edges, even though he still has such a beautiful singing voice. In fact, I never realized how a person can respond so well to singing before I heard him. Who knew the human voice could have such an impact? I didn’t. It really makes a difference when your up close to someone when they sing.
I don’t want to lose my artistic ability, but I wish I knew what I was supposed to do with it. We should use our talents to benefit others, after all. Like the way my friend sang and how it made me happy. I just wish I knew how my art is supposed to benefit others.