i was talking to a young lady today that is a barista at a local coffee shop.

she has a hobby of making jewelry, hats and bags and she's going to sell them locally pretty soon.

while talking with her about this, i asked what her dream with this would be.

she didn't want it to become her job, maybe just part-time.

she just knows she needs to do something with it.

"it's what gives me life," she said, "and i just want to be able to balance what gives me life with what detracts from it."

what gives you life?

art. that's what gives me life. it gives me eyes to see beauty in unusual things.

it's the medium i choose to hear God through.

God's ability to reach us is infinite and all-encompassing but small as we are, we can't handle that.

maybe we each have to find a part of that infinity.

a part that brings us life.