Is there room for a David Choe in your church?
There’s simply something intriguing about an artist and his art. Perhaps it is because God as the Creator has made us in his image that we take on a certain divine resemblance and authority when we also create.
It’s a curiosity that most Asian Americans who dare to be creative in the face of our parents’ wishes to be practical and profitable are cast off as failures and deemed as having wasted their lives.
But the last time I checked, the Gospel is not practical or profitable either.
Anyone who has wrestled with a simple case of “writer’s block” should understand the notion that the act of creation requires something of us. It pains us to try and express ourselves. It is unnatural and somehow divine. Perhaps it is actually divine and somehow made natural in us.
Even though most of us grew up taking violin or piano lessons, it seems that Asian Americans have over-emphasized the performance aspect as opposed to the composition aspect. It’s much easier to read than to write, to appreciate than paint, and to imitate than innovate. But perhaps that’s the crux of the problem – you cannot “imitate” the life of Christ, it has to be “created” in you. When we merely consume to sustain ourselves and then work to secure all that we have gathered, we have fallen short of that creative image of God, we become less than human. Why would the church want to perpetuate that?