I was just captivated by a video a friend posted on Facebook of compassionate people in Greece welcoming Syrian refugees arriving by raft, across a sea - exposed to hypothermia, hunger, drowning and uncertainty as vast as the ocean. I, like so many of us, am deeply touched by the heartbreaking rawness of human desperation and the heartwarming tenderness of people committed to helping their fellow human beings. Tears roll down my cheeks, watching from my safe, warm home where I know what my next meal will be.
I close out Facebook and turn my attention back to my art desk. It’s hard to shake the sadness, the feeling of hopelessness when faced with persistent, all-encompassing, ever-present human suffering.
Is it enough to paint a pretty picture? Can that be my contribution today? Can I design a pretty card or package when there are people huddled in a rubber raft not knowing if they will ever find comfort?
Today, filled with compassion and humility, I can create one small beautiful thing whose only purpose is to be beautiful. Today, with the understanding that one day it could be me in that raft, with the knowledge that no day holds a guarantee of safety, I am called to create. Creation offers comfort. No one is asking me to save the world. But I can bring beauty. Beauty is enough.