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Paintings 4 Change

I spent a year painting around the world.

It started out as spending one year traveling to four countries and painting 20 murals, but evolved into so much more.  Paintings 4 Change is the manifest of my passion to make the world a more beautiful, positive place combined with the Lord's good and perfect will to use my talents to bring glory to His name.  Read more about my journey from that year:

 

DEEP BREATH

Deep Breath. I keep reminding myself to take deep breaths now as I pass into the final 24 hours before this calling...

DAY ONE

Day one is finally coming to a close for me and I am quite exhausted. Thanks to everybody who prayed for safe travels...

PREPPED + READY

Preparation is key. Just like I needed a visa to get into the country, I need a clean surface and inspiration in order to...


ADJUSTING

Some days you can’t tear me from my work, and some days a rat crawls under some rocks next to it and dies...

BY MY OWN STRENGTH

I can endure all things through Christ who gives me strength. Not by my own strength, but by the strength that is given to me...

MASANA

I can’t say nobody warned me. On the contrary, everybody warned me. Every short term and long term missionary involved...


RESTED + READY

It has taken longer than planned to write an update post on my safe arrival, new projects, and new location, but that...

IT IS COMING

I paint sitting on a mixture of trash and hot sand. Dust and smoke mingle together as they fill the air that surrounds me...

GRATEFUL

I am grateful for sautéed carrots, onions, mashed potatoes with butter and peppermint tea. Today on the drive...


I DARE NOT LEAVE.

In a letter to his parents in the summer of 1950, Jim Elliot defended his feeling called to go to Ecuador on mission saying...

ELIM

Elim. The oasis in the desert. The ministry in El Milagro that God is using to transform the hearts and lives of the weary and broken...

POPCORN + BROWNIES

There are so many contrasting thoughts and experiences running through my head. The hard part about this blog sometimes...


DECLARATION OF WAR

Its been two weeks now since I came back to the states, and its weird to me how normal each day has been. When I close...

AN EXERCISE IN FAITH

Hours before a fierce storm took over the sea, Jesus ushered his disciples off the shore and went to a mountain top...

I LOVE THIS LIFE

I love my life. I really do. All the high highs and extreme lows, I’m grateful for it all. I do genuinely feel the absence of security...


A DAY IN THE LIFE

Let me just start by saying yesterday was a day I could have joyfully lived in for much longer than 24 hours. Nothing spectacular...

JEHOVAH-JIREH

The Lord Provides. This post is very belated, but definitely worthy of the throwback. This is the testimony, the meaning, the purpose...

A SIX WEEK PAINTING

My mural in Mozambique took me three weeks to do. My painting at Elim took around five and a half. Colombia took...


SUNSHINE + A SMILE

This past week. How do I begin to boil down all the important happenings of this past week. It’s been work filled. It’s been...

A SPIRIT TO THE END

So my life and my mind are a little bit tight right now as you can imagine. God is taking really good care of me, but this is the final...

EVERYTHING CHANGES

I’m listening to Etta James sing stormy weather in an empty Starbucks on a crisp spring day in Virginia. It feels perfectly...


2.0

Some of you may already know this, but I’m a bit of a perfectionist. (Surprise!) If I can’t get something just right, I don’t want...

LOST BOYS

Last week we had children’s day, a national holiday similar to Christmas here in Mozam-bique. For the day we took over 50...

NEVERLAND

Growing up I dreamed of Neverland. I daydreamed of taking care of lost boys and loving Peter Pan. I wanted to fly and dance...


COMING BACK

I pace the small room in my mind finding ways to keep busy. I glance to the side and see Him sitting down watching me. He...

GOD THE FATHER...

I can’t tell you how many times in the past two months I’ve sat down to write these last few posts; to finish this blog...