Once upon a time, my schedule was so free and relaxed that I had time (actual hours in my day) to draw and paint and in a word – CREATE. I would take a mixture of colors, apply the paint to my brush and after a few strokes, my imagination would be beautifully expressed on a canvas.
It made me feel good. GOOD.
In Genesis chapter 1, after each day of creating, the text tells us that God saw what He had done and “that it was good.” I’m not exactly sure if this is a part of the imprint of God upon human beings, but there was something in me that after I painted a picture, or snapped a photo, something welled up inside of me with a feeling of pride. What I had done was good (or at least I hope it was).
There is an argument for the existence of God called the Cosmological Argument. Essentially, this argument states that because we can see the effect, there must be a cause. We walk around on a sand-filled beach, so the question would be, “Who put that sand there in the first place?” Creation essentially cries out for a creator.
Because I have spent a few years with having time to express myself artistically, I have always loved and appreciated this argument for the existence of a Higher Being. Pardon my double negative, but it was not a Cosmic Nothing that painted the picture of John Calvin that I gave to my husband as a wedding present. It was not Nothing that took tens of thousands, if not millions, of wedding photos for brides and grooms. That would be me – I was the creator of those things. I snapped the camera; I composed the subject; I put the brush to the canvas.
There will always be the back and forth between people on if God or a god or many gods actually do exist, but today, I thought I would see what your thoughts are on the Creator creating the created. Have you ever thought of this argument before through the eyes of a painter? If Picasso did not exist, would we ever have “The Old Guitarist”?