Good morning Jesus.
The rock of ages, the source of my strength and my all and all. I love you with all my might. Thank you for allowing me one more day, to experience you and this life thereof. A little tired but yet still glad I’m here.
This morning on the way to work, I was listening to the Tom Joyner morning show and heard comedian/actor Robin Williams died at the age of 63 yesterday due to suicide by way of self- hanging. Immediately my heart was saddened, then turned to pain, then to hurt and finally anger. News of this nature really shakes my spirit. It saddens me to hear when one of my artistic brothers or sisters dies to suicide, drug overdose, alcoholism, depression and more. The next thing that came to mind was the words of my life coach. What makes your heart sing? In this particular case I flipped the script and asked what makes my heart mourn? It's incidents like this causes my heart to mourn and grieve for the very core of the heartbroken, distraught deceased artists.
Do you know there are MANY oppressed and deeply depressed artists that present their artistry on a daily basis but yet dying daily by way of their own hurts, struggles, issues and pain. Artists are excellent in covering up their pain; by painting this convincing portrait or painting with such unexplainable giftedness; anointing; vigor; favor; skill; craftiness that it’s almost like an oxymoron. How can a person so gifted and incredibly artistic be so torn and misguided?
I can tell you and it’s pretty easy. The external expression of our gift is the easy part because it’s something we do well…naturally. So you don’t have to disguise and/or cover up natural behavior. Also, our natural gift is propelled by sensitivity which further enables us to deliver with such conviction and flawlessness – so much so to the point you just missed – we’ve lived and experienced that moment all too well. We are designed to naturally pull the cover over the big bad wolf’s head – while all along the wolf is hovering on the inside - itching to be released. But in the secret; the dark; alone; we unmask and it all comes together, meaning the wolf is no longer in disguise. That’s also when the girdle holding up our most unwanted flab and or fat is released and says “thank God…now I can breathe”. We artists then begin to cry; cry out vigorously; we scream; we fight; we toss – turn; we even hurt ourselves physically; some numb the pain by way of narcotics and or drugs and some become pernicious. Let’s pause for a moment.... Please note in all our crying we are actually crying out for HELP. So please do not miss this ministry moment, do not miss the signs and reach out to your artistic brother and sister.
Now back to the daily routine and life of a wounded artist. Yes, this is in fact often a daily routine. Some days are better than others. Some days you bounce back. Some days it takes longer than others to recoup and then it’s the final day where we're back to normalcy like nothing ever happened. I must say it’s not right, but it is in fact how many artists survive from day to day.
Teacher, coach, pastor, friend, mommy, daddy, sister, brother, auntie, uncle and cousin. This is why my heart sings for the artist. This is why I am a life coach for ALL artistic disciplines (i.e. theatre, film, actor, actress, dancer, writer, poet, singer, musician, artist, visual, literary, etc.). Regardless of what your artistic discipline is…I know you! I am you! And I am here for you by way of Jesus Christ himself. Artists, together we can pull the wolf's cover back over its head, acknowledge where we really are and say "I no longer want to be in disguise." I have experienced and shared that same head space…too many times. I have been there and done that and once in a blue moon my mind even wanders back. BUT I have a helper by way of Jesus Christ who has, is and continues to equip me for you. That’s right it’s ALL about you! You can be helped! You can be healed! You can be healthy in mind, body and soul; mentally, physically and spiritually. If no one cares…just know I do and the Lord does too, and that’s all that matters.
About the Author
Life Coach for the Arts
Sharing my heart, my song, my life for the glory of God and edification of His people.