Michael Astuto

Creativity

So I was recently watching an absolutely stunning documentary on the National Geographic Channel about weapons in prison. It was fascinating… Simply because I was stunned at how men and women behind bars find ways to make lethal weapons with things like paper. Obviously, prisoners especially in maximum security prisons like San Quentin don’t have access to much. In one instance a man made a gun capable of shooting a 30 mm round out of the plumbing materials in his cell. Thats Incredible. Thats creativity, ingenuity!

Now, Im not real good at the creativity thing… I’ll just be honest and on some level it kind of bothers me, and it always has… I just wasn’t sure why.

As I was watching I began to wonder how criminals could be so creative. I mean seemingly these people cant be extremely bright… Their in prison and Im not. Then the answer hit me like a ton of bricks. These people are creative because they are forced to be. They are put in elements that leave them no choice but to protect themselves by any means necessary… or die. They know what the reality is. Be creative or be abused.

It made me think long and hard about my own creativity or lack there of. It convicted me a lot simply because there is a large part of my spirit that doesn’t understand the reality of the Gospel. The gospel hasn’t penetrated deep enough to force me into an element of creativity.


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Unhealthy

So this year… well, I guess now its last year… I feel like I’ve been sick alot. Atleast twice in the last six months not including the cold I currently have. Im slowly but surely coming to the realization that there is a direct correlation between my health and the amount of excercise or physical activity my body gets. Not to mention I looked in the mirror a few days ago and realized I had gained that pudge in my belly that you can still notice even if you suck in your tummy. This means I have to change. Things weren’t like this last year… I was in shape… I wasn’t sick alot… I ran or biked everyday… even when the temperatures dipped into the single digits. I have exchanged health for a thickburger and Im certainly getting thicker.


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