A girl told me how she was in a state where she saw herself as dirt and unclean and that she didn't want anything with God. She fell on her face asleep during worship not wanting to be a part of what was going on. Someone began praying for her and she began crying and once she looked up she saw me paint the hand print in the painting. This hand is Gods hand that is pure and makes us who we are as children of God. Spotless and blames in his eyes. Jesus rose today to wash awa all sins. Although sin still exists and pain and suffering, it is just a most that comes and goes and a way has been made for us to be in full joy with our creator some day. Our identity is in his hand
Of the world's 6,500 people groups, 2,500 are still unreached. New Tribes Mission helps local churches train, coordinate and send missionaries to these tribes. I met with Jack Crabtree a few months ago, and he shared his heart for Papua New Guinea and the unreached nations. I see he and his family are trying to be faithful by moving there soon and they are in the process of raising more support to help them be sustainable while they focus on their ministry in PNG. I offered to do a piece that would help share the vision for what NTM is trying to do in PNG and to see the faces that God is bringing himself to through people like the Crabtree's.
Please take the time to visit Jack's website and get connected. http://blogs.ntm.org/jack-crabtree/
Sometimes someone points out to me that I am the best artist they have ever seen. But, I know for a fact that I am pretty normal when it comes to my craft. Craft, as in skill level and how well I execute my ideas. I realize that I could obviously be a lot better in my art execution. I would say I don't understand color theory as well as I could and my figurative work could use improvement. So when someone says, "You are like the best artist I've seen!", I would like to sometimes reply with a "you have not seen that much art then." I usually just go with, "Wow, thank you. That means a lot to me.." Because it does. I know that they appreciate me as an artist/person and the work that I make. But I know that appreciation might not be as much as my skills/craft but more of what the message is saying or conveying. As I find myself growing as an artist and a follower of Christ, I see that the importance to pursue my skills doesn't weigh as much as my relationship with God and other people. Lately, I haven't really spent as much time as I would like on studying and reading art books and practicing new things for my work. And I don't really care. I usually just jump into a project and expect it to work out. And it has. I'm really enjoying the community I am in and the people that are around me. I do have some big project ideas that God willing I will get to. I have dreams of changing the world with my art, but more and more each day I see that there is no possible way that I can do that on my own. Only through the Spirit, if given that gift, can I make an impact with my work. My definition of making an impact would be determined on how people come closer to God and loving him, and loving other people. How they find the light in the darkness. That's what I want. Some days I wake up and see a different life of mine flash before my eyes if I didn't know I was a sinner in need of a savior. I also see all of the wonderful opportunities God has given me a taste of to see that lifestyle of trying to please myself with my art. I am so thankful for that. I have failed in relationships and have tried different things that just didn't work out. I thought I was going to travel the world and just make art all the time and sell it and get famous. Some of those things could still happen, but it would probably look different than what the world expects. I want to see how God is enough in my life and let his heart be mine. His eyes be mine. What he sees and feels be what I see and feel. I have been able to experience that through just spending time with people. I feel the spirit inside of me. He is telling me that He is enough.
So teach us to number our days
that we may get a heart of wisdom.
“In large measure, becoming an artist consists of learning to accept yourself, which makes your work personal, and in following your voice, which makes your work distinctive.”
I accept that I am a flawed human being, but have faith that one day I will be reconciled. As an artist I hope to help people see themselves they way God sees them.
I desire to be used as one who brings hope to others, to bring light into the darkness, to gently guide a lost soul back onto the path towards the Light.
I can't put this past weekend into words. God showed up.
It was such a gift that us as sinners can come together and worship Him. Truth was spoken and prayer was heard. One thing we prayed for was that this wouldn't be an emotional high that we have for a few days but that God would keep that fire growing inside of us. That our worship would be our lives. Jesus is worthy of all praise. The old has gone the new has come.
Being on stage worshiping with the team is something that I am not used to. I had to constantly be in prayer to draw my thoughts away from myself and on Jesus. I wanted to be used by Him. Painting is just a tool that God uses and I think He did. To be able to give a visual process of story telling can make things click for people. It does for me, and it's how I express my heart and how I see God. I am so thankful that I got to do this. Doing something so fast in an hour on 5 ft. canvases made me be more free with the paint and just worship and enjoy God's presence. His Grace is enough.
This week I am getting ready to do some live paintings at this years Winterchill for New Heights Students. Something that I will try to fast on and pray on. Please spend this week in prayer for the students and their precious lives.
You have to be the altar before you can be the ambassador.
Artists have generally been undervalued in mission and even more so in community development. Yet poets, storytellers, writers and painters have historically played an essential role in activism communication of Gods heart for the poor. Our God is a creative God, and by allowing our senses, our imaginations, our minds and bodies to fulfill their God-given potential for creativity, we glorify our Creator. No only this, but God expects us to use these gifts for greater kingdom purposes. An artists work is always informed by her or his experience. So, in order to speak with credibility and insight on behalf of those who cannot speak for themselves (prov 31;8), the artist who feels called to communicate Gods heart for the poor must first learn the joys and struggles of the poor by living among them. As one critic once remarked, "You say you care about the poor? Tell me their names."
- Living Mission; The Vision and Voice of New Friars
This is Alex. I spent some time with Alex last year and haven't seen him in a handful of months. I forget exactly what country Alex is from but he has a strong accent. A gentle, kind, little man with a big heart. He would come over for Bible Study on Friday evenings and spent the night a few times and was always considerate and appreciative for anything you did for him. He would come to Celebrate Recovery with some other folks and some of the best times I had with him was driving him and some other guys on the "people mover" driving around town after we were done and he just had this infectious laugh. One interaction I will never forget one day with Alex is when I saw him walk up to my house in dead beat summer and he is sweating and exhausted. In my head I feel frustrated because I wanted to take a nap and didn't want to associate with anyone at the time but noticed how selfish and prideful I was in the moment. Here is a friend of mine that has been walking around town all day with no where to rest and here I am not wanting to deal with him because I was tired... So I let him take a nap on my couch for an hour and I do the same. When it is time to leave I noticed all he had on him was a grocery bag with two Gatorades. Without hesitation he looks at me and offers me one of his Gatorades. I quickly decline but say thank you and send him on his way. After he leaves I just think to myself, I just saw Jesus. Jesus showed himself to me that day. Selflessness. Alex offered me half of what he had. It crushed me. It still crushes me. Jesus loved me through Alex that day. I thank God for him.
We all learn at a young age the perils of being perceived as different. We learn that others have the power to single out, to ridicule, to turn away from and mark the one who is different. Choose your own memories, but one way or another we've all felt the hurt of the little boy who wanted to write poems, or the little girl who tried to join the sandlot ball game. As an artist, you learn these lessons all over again - with a vengeance. In following the path of your heart, the chances are that your work will not be understandable to others. At least not immediately, and not to a wide audience... Wanting to be understood is a basic need - an affirmation of the humanity you share with everyone around you. The risk is fearsome: in making your real work you hand the audience the power to deny the understanding you seek; you hand them the power to say, "your'e not like us; you're weird; your'e crazy."
This is an excerpt from a book I'm reading, Art&Fear, which dives into just that. Art. And Fear. It explores the way art gets made, the reason it often doesn't get made, and the nature of the difficulties that cause so many artists to give up along the way. As I read it I see in my life where I have been afraid, especially in making art for a living. How am I going to create security in my family? Will there always be a demand for my work? Will people forget about my work, or even yet me? Can I even make a difference or get noticed without selling out and make what I think other people want to see? How and what that looks like might change a lot, but I honestly don't see myself not doing art for the end of my days. I kind of just know that I was made for it. How I use art as a tool is what brings me fear. The fear that I taste is knowing that for me to make myself vulnerable and help other people I must be open to rejection and disappointment. Rejected by who? People? Surely people can't determine what kind of art I create... Right? I am not rejected but already saved. I've already been washed up on shore and being put back together. I need to bring others with me. For all have fallen and fall short of the Glory of God. All have failed and will fail in what they do in life. There is this song by Listener that goes,
I am the barely living son of a woman and man who barely made it but we're making it taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts we all have the same holes in our hearts... everything falls apart at the exact same time that it all comes together perfectly for the next step but my fear is this prison... that I keep locked below the main deck I keep a key under my pillow, it's quiet and it's hidden and my hopes are weapons that I'm still learning how to use right but they're heavy and I'm awkward...
Dan wrote this song from a dream that was about a coastal town that wanted to build a church but had no lumber, so they built it out of the wood from ship wreaked vessels. I truly want to create art that exposes the holes in our hearts. The brokeness in our lives that desperately needs saving. I want to not keep my heart locked up but make myself vulnerable so others that are hurting can see the power in vulnerability and honesty. I want to use my art to change lives to create something that all comes perfectly together. To be reconciled. Maybe my art moves you or maybe it doesn't. But what I do know, is that I must not fear my calling in life but embrace it knowing that I am loved by a creator so much that He lets me create.
LOTS OF WONDERFUL THINGS HAVE BEEN GOING ON THE PAST FEW MONTHS! HERE ARE A FEW THINGS THAT ARE ON MY PLATE:
1. I WAS RECENTLY ASKED TO BE A PART OF ILLUSTRATING A CHILDRENS BOOK THAT DEALS WITH ABUSE AND TRAUMA. ALTHOUGH IT HAS BEEN SLOW MOVING, I FEEL THAT THE DIALOG BETWEEN THE CHARACTER AND GOD CAN BRING HEALING TO OTHERS.
2. I AM WORKING ON A BODY OF WORK THAT CONSISTS OF "OUR NEIGHBORS". I WANT TO BRIDGE THE GAP OF THE RICH AND POOR IN MY COMMUNITY AND SHARE PEOPLES STORIES.
3. MY CLOSE FRIEND LOWELL JUST RECIEVED A GRANT FOR WOOD SUPPLIES AT HIS MEN'S TRANSITIONAL HOUSE AND I PLAN ON BUILDING HIGH END FURNITURE WITH OTHER MEN THIS SPRING AND SUMMER.
4. IN A COUPLE WEEKENDS I AM HEADED BACK TO A STUDENT RETREAT LEAD BY NEW HEIGHTS AND BRING SOME LIVE PAINTING TO WORSHIP. I REALLY WANT TO PUSH MORE TOWARDS THIS AS I GROW AS AN ARTIST AND HUMAN BEING. IT IS A GREAT OPPORTUNITY TO SHOW CHRIST THROUGH THIS PLATFORM.
5. JACK FROM NEW TRIBES IS ALLOWING ME TO ASSIST WHAT HE IS GOING TO BE DOING WITH HIS FAMILY IN PAPUEA NEW GUINEA. HOPEFULLY I CAN SHARE SOME STORIES SO PEOPLE HERE BACK IN THE STATES CAN KNOW WHO THEY ARE REACHING.
6. MY DAY JOB AS A GRAPHIC DESIGNER HAS BEEN GREAT. THE PEOPLE I WORK WITH AT B-UNLIMITED ARE A BLESSING TO ME AND I HAVE BUILT SOME WONDERFUL FRIENDSHIPS. GOING INTO A GRAPHIC DESIGN FIELD THAT I HAD NO TRAINING IN BEFORE HAS REALLY OPENED UP MY EYES.
7. I REALLY CAN'T WAIT UNTIL ART IN THE PARK STARTS UP AGAIN...
8. THAT IS ALL FOR NOW! THANKS FOR READING.
MY ROOMMATE KAFI HAD HIS BIRTHDAY THIS PAST WEEKEND. KAFI IS FROM BANGLADESH AND I LOVE HIM.
NEW WEBSITE! WOOT WOOT. SO I REALLY HOPE THAT YOU BROWSE AROUND AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. I WILL BE CHANGING THINGS AROUND A LITTLE BUT IT WOULD BE NICE TO KNOW SOMEONE TOOK A GANDER. :) THANKS!