I read of a writer, who as did many of his era, called himself an artist. These writers understood what many writers fail to see; a good writer paints scenes and people using words. While it’s true, a picture takes ten thousand or one thousand words according to a 1911 article quoting Arthur Brisbane; a painting is several thousand strokes of a brush, spreading thousands of tones. A good book is thousands of words painstakingly selected from near a million and lacing them together with vivid imagination. Both paintings and books are a work of art.
I like the following from a French Writer who knew this and stood against the Antisemitism of his day.
“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.” Emile Zola
I love the phrase “to live out loud.” I take the statement to mean live life to its fullest, enjoying the abundance of God along the way, too loudly standup for what’s right. Living out loud knows nothing of those timid souls who attempt to “tip toe safely to the grave.” To live out loud on behalf of the Jew, Alfred Dreyfus, cost Zola dearly, but live it loud he did.
Jesus said in John 10:10b “I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.” I call this living out loud.
Copyright © 2013 Larry Lilly
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