There is a window next to our front door that serves no real purpose but to show everyone outside what our inside looks like. The awkward shape fits no blinds, and the frame around makes it impossible to hang anything anyway. After unsuccessfully ignoring it since August, I spent about 30 minutes last week covering it with scrap paper. My sister says it looks like I hung post-it notes on my window.
My son, also of late in the decorating spirit, thought to improve the very empty space over our bed. He decided to do this while I was in the shower, and I must say he really let his creativity fly.
Light is what enables people to see. The way our eyes process light is how we know black, white, and color. I think that God gave writers a different pair of eyes. Light lets us see black, white, and color...just like everybody else, but when light passes through our eyes, we see MORE.
Writers don't see post-it notes on the window or lipstick on the wall.
A writer sees stain glass.
A writer sees art.