Creativity and Cosmic Humor

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Every so often when I’m feeling bereft of creativity, I confess that I resort to paging through old computer files in search of ideas, inspiration, or anything else that will light the spark of creativity.  Today is such a day.  My search has yielded a plethora of half written fragments of aha’s that seemed intelligible for at least a one brief moment in time, but were left hanging mid-air awaiting completion.  There they sit, undone.  I know the feeling.

This morning I found something that I considered “lifting” from myself for today’s blog, but since my preferred choice refers to a winter and a dog both recently passed, I would need to fess up to my self-plagiarism and explain myself.  Maybe I’ll do that tomorrow, since I’ve already confessed today.

But here’s a funny thing—in my search, I came upon a story about my six-year old behavior.  Surprise, surprise—right in the middle of a sentence of intense revelation, there is a recipe for linguine.  Now I ask you—how in the world did linguine insert itself in the middle of my childhood?  I have no idea, but it looks like an easy and idiot-proof recipe and I think it might be dinner.

Hold on—maybe this is all only a bit of cosmic humor to remind me about how clever and creative God is.  Is it a coincidence that the linguine recipe is stuck in the middle of some writing about my former smoking habit?  Is it coincidence that the linguine component reminds me of a forgotten addiction that drove me to Overeater’s Anonymous?   Is it a coincidence that I came upon this bit of cosmic humor as I was in search of some creativity?  Is it yet another reminder that God always provides?

Yesterday I was so bored that I took myself out for an invigorating adventure to McDonalds for a crispy buttermilk chicken sandwich to eat in the car, then to a trip to Sam’s to fill up with gas.  It’s no wonder I need to rummage around in old files in hopes of finding a spark of inspiration.  I went outside in search of myself, but I wasn’t there.  Apparently, I need to go inside more.

God never disappoints.  Need inspiration?  Go inside.  Need help?  Go inside.  Need joy?  Go inside.  Need dinner?  Try linguine.  I have everything I need except maybe the shrimp.  Hmm.  That might call for another exciting trip out for groceries.  Then I’ll return home, eat linguine, and go right back inside where I can see life through the window of my Soul.

Note:  The photo above is courtesy of New Waves of Light, a website designed by anonymous individuals around the world who share the intention of bringing light and love to a world of darkness and chaos. (newwavesoflight.org or NWOL.us).

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