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"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: ... a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak" (Ecclesiastes 3:1, 7).
Praise the Lord, call upon his name, declare His doings among the
people, make mention that His name is exalted. Isaiah 12:14
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The Last Supper
This spring our
church put on their first Easter drama, centered around the Lord’s Last
Passover Supper. My husband and I were asked to write and direct the play,
which we agreed to do without reservations. We are writers and have been actors
and directed skits and a large interactive Christmas drama at our former
church, so we felt what we were being asked to do was within our abilities.
What we weren’t certain of was whether we could find 13 men to play the parts or
even if we’d have enough people interested in coming to see the play. Because,
as I said before, the church had never done anything like this before. Nevertheless,
with prayer, determination, and a lot of practice we felt the members could
pull off the drama.
Satan must have
thought so, too, because He worked overtime to create issues that kept some of
the original volunteers from taking part in the drama. We had lighting gremlins
that turned spots or chandelier lights on and off at will. One of our main
actors had to have hernia surgery 3/4 of the way through the practices. After
the church had spent a lot of money for a yard banner advertising the event,
the city decided we couldn’t put it up. The minister’s father was put in
hospice the last week of rehearsal. That same week the sound tech had to be
rushed to urgent care because something got in her eye. And the night she went
to urgent care, I fell flat on my back in the foyer resulting in the re-injury
of two compressed discs in my back that put me walking on two canes and in such
pain I made my husband call the doctor for prescription pain meds. And I never
take those things!
Yep, Satan was alive
and well and trying very hard to stop the church’s drama.
And we were all
fighting just as hard to make sure he didn’t win.
You’ll be glad to
know, just as we were, that the presentation was a success. Our never-on-the-stage-before
actors did a marvelous job. There were no lighting gremlins, no microphone
feedback, every actor remained heathy for the performances, not a line was
dropped, we had enough playbills and communion cups, and the house was packed.
You might be
wondering what the Heart of the Artist has to do with the story I’ve just told.
We artists, whether we’re professionals or amateurs, have big egos. The egos go
along with the ability to have the nerve to step out and do something others
only dream about doing. In the secular world being an artist in any field, up
front and center stage, is usually all about you. How many gold records or
Music Awards will you earn?What choice
roles will your agent land for you? How many Oscars or Emmys can you win? What
best-selling book lists or Writing Awards you can get? Or how much money will
your artistry earn you?
have egos, too. After all, we’re just as human as the next guy. Center stage
and the attention it brings can have a powerful draw. And we want our endeavors
to be a success just like the artists who act on Broadway, sing in Nashville,
or sign best-selling books in New York.
But the thing that
separates the Christian’s artist heart from the heart of secular artists is
that we do what we do for a different reason. Is it fun to act, or sing, or
play an instrument, or direct a play, or write book? You bet it is. We were
having the time of our lives and the most fun working hard than we’ve had in
years. Everyone at church kept praising us and telling us how much they
appreciated what we were doing. We kept praising our actors and crew. For us,
it was all about the rest of the crew and what they were doing and who we might
touch for Christ with the drama. Everyone involved on the stage and behind the
scenes worked hard and prayed hard so that the play would come together. Not so
they would be praised, but so that God might be praised.
The Heart of the Christian
Artist does his very best to lift others up ahead of himself. The Heart of the Christian
Artist prays that one soul, at the very least, might be touched by her
performance. The Heart of the Christian Artist knows that his talent comes from
God, belongs to God, and should be shared with the world to praise God. Ego
takes a backseat. Touching others’ hearts for the Lord becomes primary.
There were about 200-250
people at our Easter drama. While the actors were greeting the crowd, one of
them overheard a visitor say, “Now I understand what it’s all about.”
Praise the Lord! We
know we touched one soul, and that’s what all the hard work was about.
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Catherine Castle has
been writing all her life. Before beginning her career as a romance writer she
worked part-time as a freelance writer. She has over 600 articles and
photographs to her credit, under her real name, in the Christian and secular
market. Besides writing, Catherine loves traveling with her husband, singing,
and attending theatre. In the winter she loves to quilt and has a lot of UFOs
(unfinished objects) in her sewing case. In the summer her favorite place to be
is in her garden. She’s passionate about gardening and even won a “Best
Hillside Garden” award from the local gardening club.
inspiration romantic suspense, The Nun and the Narc, from Soul Mate Publishing was an ACFW
Genesis Finalist, a 2014 EPIC finalist, and the winner of the 2014 Beverly
Hills Book Award and the 2014 RONE Award. Her newest book, a romantic comedy
with a touch of drama, entitled A Groom
For Mama, is due out September 2017, from Soul Mate Publishing. You can
follow her on Twitter
or through her blog
Romance for the Ages.