To paint a picture, to write a story or compose a song is an incarnational activity. The artist is a servant who is willing to be a birth giver.

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I believe that each work of art, whether it is a work of great genius, or something very small comes to the artist and says: “Here I am. Enflesh me. Give birth to me.” And the artist says “My soul doth magnifies the Lord” and willingly becomes the bearer of the work, or refuses.

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We lose the ability to see angels as we grow older and that is a tragic loss.”

Walking on water by Madeleine L’Engle