I hear comments all the time about being so creative. I teach classes at six of my local stores and hear days later how the girls were still raving about my layouts and projects. There's a part of me that gets a little proud sometimes and I have to reel in my emotions. This isn't really me, it's the Holy Spirit living in me, connecting me to people, giving me a strong eye for color and composition, enabling me to share my light in a quieter way.
Don't get me wrong. I have loved to sketch, draw and paint since I was a little girl, but walking with the Holy Spirit seems to have honed my instincts, my desire for the creative side of life, my love for people through teaching. It has opened up a way to look at the world a little differently, as I decorate, celebrate and document a life through photos.
