I find myself drawn more and more to the expression. There’s something so moving about taking in the communication of someone else’s experience or in expressing your own. Words. Pictures. Stories. Paintings. Music. Beauty. What else can we expect as creations of a undeniably communicative God? The one who penned His words for us, made unending images of creativity, wrote a story that spans all time, made the entire universe His canvas, is continually praised with song, and in whom are culminated all things beautiful. And so we live forth His image and express here on this earth. The more you interact with these expressions, though, the more you begin to see that what really moves is not the penned letters or the captured images or the compiled sounds, but the heart of the communicator. It’s in the expression of their experience that you begin to share their joy, to feel their pain, to enter into their journey. It’s why we’re so drawn to creative expression