This Sunday in church I was divinely inspired. I take notes every Sunday, but lately I have been leaving church without notes. Instead I have been leaving with dozens of poem seeds, or art sketches for painting, or journal entries, blog beginnings or sermon seeds. This Sunday I left with what I believe may be the beginning of something big. I need to pray over it all, but I sat and listened. I absorbed, but didn’t hear my pastor. I felt a tug and I saw a color and I click, click, clicked away creating these. I truly believe Spirit met paper. It all happens so organically it’s hard to imagine that any of us could live and create any other way.