finding your way
to grace
reorienting hope, caring for your soul
brushing light into every day circumstances
with confidence
God is for you.
Trust God’s kindness
enough to step out of your box
and address what’s been holding you back…
untangle your freedom
through Jesus’ grace and God-given strength…
and go ahead, color outside the lines.
my grace
It’s the reassurance that I don’t have to measure up because Jesus reached down.
It is unqualified approval and unexpected joy – the Holy Spirit moving in my soul and creativity streaming through me.
Grace has afforded me an umbrella of protection; oxygen when the world closes in, stitches when things rip apart.
It’s the discovery of wholeness in myself and a celebration of failures restored.
Grace is embracing the stewardship of beauty, brushing hope into visio divina – holy seeing – a mirror of the Divine.
It pulls me from the onslaught of visual scrolls, and calls me from distractions.
It’s boundaries. And seeing trauma in the rearview mirror.
Forgiving the frailty and brokenness in and around me, remaining anchored in Jesus.
It’s centering, noticing and being present.
Grace is trash to treasure, rescue and contentment, vulnerability and trust.
It’s a gentle whisper and a radical roar.
It’s simple and complicated and more simple than complicated.
And yes it’s amazing that grace…
in this one messy life.
lean in to the confidence found in grace.
I’m committed to helping women walk forward in the the courage and certainty… call it the tenacity… of who you were created to be. Let’s face it, we’re all on overload and desperately trying to find our voice, place, and even our pace in this one crazy life that we get.
What has shaped you? What fills you? What has robbed you and pummeled you into seasons of doubt?
God’s view of you is bigger.
So is mine. Don’t diminish your potential. See, grace has carried me through my own journey. When heights of confusion, frustration, and unfulfilled expectations nearly broke me, I rediscovered who I am by going back to the safe places and memories of where God’s Spirit flowed through me – creating art. I picked up a paintbrush after a very long time for no reason other than to move paint and pen across a surface and distract me from what hurt so much inside me, only to discover new ways through which light and color flooded the spaces of a broken heart, grief, and clouded dreams. My own healing and freedom came through art, and is now how I best give back praise and worship to my Creator, God and Father.
Have you questioned if God is really good? I’ve walked alongside others and searched that, not only for myself but over the trauma and trials I’ve seen them endure. So I won’t answer that for you, but invite you into creating space where a heavenly Father can pour out His grace on you and discover your answer, regardless of what life has thrown you.
this is why I create.
But God may meet you in a very different way. That’s the beauty of walking in the rhythms of the author of creativity: He specializes in meeting you in the ways He knit you together. It’s all grace.