I read somewhere that Norman Rockwell was not actually considered one of the truly great artists. Okay, so maybe his photo-like images don’t grace the Sistine Chapel, but the Saturday Evening Post sure liked ‘em. And even though Michelangelo’s “David” has probably moved many a sensitive heart, Rockwell’s “Four Freedoms” came at precarious time in our history when we needed reminding (and, BTW, still do) of what makes America great (and still does.)
I’m not an artist, and by no means do I profess to know what causes the moniker “truly great artist” to be conferred on someone. And as such, I’m not “qualified” to even discuss art, at least at what would be considered a respectable level. I’m more along the lines of “oooh, isn’t that pretty.”
Having said that, here’s one of Rockwell’s insightful interpretations of the human condition that, at least to me, speaks volumes, if we would but listen:
Communication itself is, without any serious debate, an art form. The scratching of our pens (or clicks of our keyboards, as it were) are the brush strokes that paint into or smear over the beauty of others’ lives and livelihoods. God, as Creator, created words, and Jesus Himself is referred to as “the Word that became life and dwelt among us.” Simply put, God created all things to have different levels of power, and words are at the top of the list.
Of course, God’s word always trumps ours. In fact, His word trumps everything. The Old Testament prophet Isaiah predicted that “the earth will shake at the force of his word…” Once again it’s tornado season here in southern MO., and this verse brings images that are quite realistic, living so close to Dorothy and Toto’s home state as I do! And if His words are that powerful, then perhaps it behooves us to consider, being “created in His image”, how He has created our words to be powerful also.
Yet another reason I’m thankful for writing. No voice inflections, no body language, and I can edit or even hit the delete button if I so choose. No-can-do face to face in real time. Sure, I can apologize (I’m getting really good at that), but what’s said has been said…period…no backspace key. And if you’ll excuse the mixed metaphors, our words can put things into motion, much like the local tornadoes.
Who would’a thought that our Powerful God would trust us with something as huge as words? Ah, well. I’ll take up the challenge of holding the “brush”, as long as He holds my hand.
Isaiah 11:4 Tyndale House Publishers Inc (2008-06-01). The One Year Bible NLT (One Year Bible: Nlt Book 2) (Kindle Location 29824). Tyndale House Publishers. Kindle Edition.