I saw the word: CREATE.
Who is it that I am?
Hm….has a nice ring to it. I am a creator. Hm…it also sounds a bit arrogant. Let’s take a step back.
The creator of everything is who I worship. And the more I reflect, the more I realize I have not created a single thing. Not a poem. Not a story. Not a blog post. I haven’t done anything magnificent enough to call myself a creator.
A more accurate word: INTERPRETER.
I see parts of the world others cannot and I interpret what I have witnessed.
Thoughts are difficult to convey so I translate common emotions and situations.
I am not creating anything for there is nothing new under the sun. I am merely picking up the tools God placed in front of my door. And I’m having a damn good time.