The Sculptor’s Song

Art is an expression of words, ideas, stories, and even music from its creator’s soul. Listening closely to this simply shaped, plump, little bird sitting on its intrically designed pedestal amidst a reflected world of clouds and trees, one hears a sweet song.

Along with His eternality, God’s imagination and creativity are the first of His attributes about which we learn. Scripture tells us that “In the beginning God created” an incredibly magnificent, wildly imaginative, intricate, beautiful universe from nothingness, from a blank palette. His only instrument-His voice! The power of His Words revealed his mind and birthed a cosmos originally filled with goodness which evidenced His magnificent glory and His love and provision for humanity.

Scripture also presents the image of God as a potter sculpting an especially important element in His creation, forming man from the dust of the earth, breathing life into him, making him a rational, relational being, and bestowing upon him godly attributes.

Created in God’s ”image”, mankind has this remarkable capability to honor or abuse God’s gifts. Whether designing, crafting, sculpting, painting, dancing, writing, performing, producing music, or drafting and constructing communities, we express our minds, feelings, ideas, and imaginations in artful wonders and words and patterns and blue prints. We may not always understand the mind or vision or motivation or feeling behind an artist’s work, but all artistry should reflect God’s character by bringing something good into the lives of others. Whether building bridges or caning chairs, Scripture instructs us to do “whatever (we) do or say” as Jesus would. (Colossians 3:17) He lived as “the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of God’s nature.” (Hebrews 1:3) If creativity does indeed derive from God’s nature, it has the ultimate, divine purpose of honoring God and His creative goodness.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, this little bird gives a nod to the ultimate Creator and Giver of all good gifts as it looks across the river toward a Church steeple pointing into the heavens. Hear the sweet doxology? “Praise God from whom all blessings flow…”