Creativized or Remixed?

Let me preface with this, I am not a YouTube fan.

I just can't do the whole random videos for hours thing. If I'm not impressed in the first 30 seconds, I usually leave. Perhaps that sounds heartless, but do I really value the twentieth version of Charlie Bit My Finger or another Julian Smith freak attack over having a one-on-one conversation? [Could I sound anymore female stereotypical?]

So as Max was going to show me this video yesterday I started to get up off the couch. But it was on Vimeo, and I decided I'd give it a chance. Then I saw it was ten minutes and again started to leave. But I'm a sucker for thoughts and reflections on creativity, so of course I gave in.

I think it's pretty awesome. There are two parts before this one, but they are independant of each other and I like this one the best.

I am also a sucker for remixes; making good things better [especially when it comes to food!].

 I feel that it isn't necessarily about whether an idea is completely original or not, but if it posesses a fresh quality.

For example, me reposting this video. I didn't think of it, create it,or do any of the work, but I would like to make these additions. Whether they have value or not is for you to judge.

So what I was going to say was...

 Solomon had it right on the nose!

All things are full of labor; Man cannot express it. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. That which has been is what will be, that which is done is what will be done, and there is nothing new under the sun. Is there anything of which it may be said, “ See, this is new”? It has already been in ancient times before us.

Ecc. 1:8-10

I am no inventor so perhaps it's different,  but for me creating isn't about making something new or flashy, or even attractive [though I hope it is], it's all about getting a little bit of me outside of me.

Home 'Gain

Wowee.
What. A. Week.

We were gone for only 5 days but it felt like 10.

It was an amazing week of encountering God and stepping into new things.
Max took us deep into the presence of God every service and I realized how blessed I am to be married to such a man.

I was in charge of some creative arts activities for the week and it went surprisingly well. I am definitely one to put high expectations on things, but my only goal was to see the youth experience the living God. And they did. I've decided that's a pretty great goal. It takes the pressure off of me doing in the most amazing way.

It has been great to be home though.

I realized how much I love our house.

And backyard.

And our temperpedic mattress.

So with over a dozen mosquito bites, hoarse voice, and tired body I am gathering together the things I heard and felt, making them my inspiration to walk with greater purpose.

And, oy! New furniture is here! I will snap some photos and share.
Also, there have been many good times as my sister and I have been reunited, and lots of friends schedules are freeing up for the summer.
Come on somebody!!

Oh Sweet Return

Okay, excitement would be an understatement.

Ecstatic may be a strong enough word....

 Because after five [long] months

dun-duh-duh-DUH

VICTORIA'S COMING HOME!!!

I am just about counting down the hours.

I really can't contain myself.

Yesterday I was thinking about what I should wear to the airport when we pick her up.

[ridiculous, right?]

And I about cry when I see pictures of her.

This is borderline obsession.

Who cares though?

Fingers are crossed and prayers are being made that she returns on time and without too many horrible travel tales. And hopefully the culture shock won't turn her into a zombie as it has done to me a couple times.

Anways, she comes in late Friday night and I haven't been this anxious since the wedding.

This summer is turning into something quite grand.

[sigh]

 She's pretty much as cool a sister can get.