Manifesto 1.1 by Sarah Bryan


I talk about God’s unlimited creativity a lot. I mean, A LOT. I helped co-write a book on the subject, and I’ve probably written reams more about it on this blog and other venues. I love God’s creativity, especially as I see it expressed in the world around me. I watch nature documentaries the way some people watch operas or go to museums, full of wonder and delight at creative feast on display before my eyes. Mountains with snowy, crevice-pocked peaks. Oceans hiding wild creatures akin to Sci-Fi characters. Far flung lands with exotic animals like nothing my eye has ever seen. The sheer breadth and complexity of it all leaves me standing in awe of the Creative Mind behind it. I don’t live in the world of my nature show reveries, though. Few of us do. Most of us live in places less exotic than those that grace National Geographic’s cover pages. I don’t live on the African Savannas; I live in the Carolina Suburbs. I work not on a globe-trotting camera crew but at an all-too stationary office desk. My life happens inside buildings, in a world that is far from exotic, and I watch this ordinary world go by through two windows: my bedroom and my office.

It would be tempting to let my ordinary, suburban, two-window view convince me that I don’t have access to God’s creativity in my own world. He may have made the high Himalayas and the deep blue oceans, but what is there of His handiwork to marvel over in my own world? Quite a lot, actually. Ordinary as it seems, my little corner of the world is teaming with the creative expression of the Creator Himself. Out my two windows I watch cloud mountains form peaks, valleys, and vast ranges, then rearrange themselves at the push of a breeze. I watch a humble yet majestic river birch bud, leaf, and shed its way through a seasonal cycle of living. That same tree is home to a bird community both delightful and diverse. I watch them court romance through the spring, raise new generations through the summer, and fluff their way through the Carolina winters. Rains fall, winds blow, sunlight shines, and fog rolls in and out on its fabled cat feet.

Day by day a wild, unpredictable world of created things testifies to me of a Glorious Creator. It holds no records for height, or cold, or rains, or anything that sets it much apart from the rest of the world. By all accounts, it’s quite ordinary, but it’s made extraordinary when I open my eyes to see it as it truly is. And I have no doubt that your “ordinary” world is just as grand and wonder-filled. Next time you look out your window, open your eyes a little wider. Look a little closer. Don’t dismiss the ordinary things, for in them lie extraordinary creative wonders.

Sarah HeadshotSarah is the co-founder of Bright Ideas, a designer by trade, and an artist by passionate choice. She was born and raised in South, and delights in sharing Southern culture with anyone who cares to learn. Sarah collects creative hobbies; when she isn’t making art, you can usually find her on the dance floor. Follow her creative adventures on Instagram and Twitter!