When God Speaks Through His Word and Our Art

The bold black ink on white canvas caught my eye.  As I walked under the shaded outdoor patio of Elevate coffee, I noticed a girl tracing the penciled words with a thin brush; “Wow, that’s beautiful,” I said.  I took a closer look; the canvas read, “For I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content”.

“Can I take a picture of it?” I asked.IMG_0644

She said yes and I clarified, “I’d like to show it to my husband.”  The phrase sounded pleasant though unfamiliar and I smiled.  I stretched out my hand and introduced myself.  My new friend’s name is Jasmin.  I promised her I would return to see the finished product.

God has done this before.  Once before Asa and I started dating, I was looking at his pottery on the shelves at Desert Dragon.  He had carved around his vessel the words: “Now the Lord is the Spirit and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.”  The Lord had been speaking these words same words to my heart.  He was using them to make me desire holiness and freedom from sin.  Now, Asa and I had barely talked at this point.  In fact, I had seen him throw and had not appreciated his work.  It wasn’t until I saw his carved pottery that I realized how talented he is.  A couple days later, I apologized to him, “I’m sorry, but I totally underestimated you,” I said.  He smiled and proceeded to win my heart and marry me months later.

But the point of my story is that God speaks to us often through His Word and moreover, through art, which I love.  When I saw Jasmin’s canvas, I saw God’s faithfulness.  I know I can trust him.  Despite the fact that, last night, my husband and I talked about silence, uncertainty and money, I know I cannot falter in my heart when it comes to God.  Because he told me, “I can do all things through Him who strengthens me”.  He reminded me of his Word last night.  And then, there it was today in black and white: “I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content”.

Inside of elevate, I found a friend from the ceramics studio.   “I just saw Asa last night at the studio!”  Heather hugged me and congratulated us.  We sat on the couches near the window.  On the other side friend continued working on her lettered canvas.  I felt in my heart something/someone say, “That canvas is yours.”  I continued to share pictures from the wedding.  My friend and I chatted for a while until I finished my Mocha Frappuccino and she needed to leave to pick up her kids from school.

I returned to my new friend Jasmin on the other side of the glass.  She was sitting with her finished canvas and her boyfriend, Washington.  I asked her why she picked that verse in particular.  “Sometimes God speaks a verse into my heart for that particular season of my life.  This is a time of transition for me and I felt like this verse spoke to that.”

“I love it,” I said.

Washington handed me the canvas, “It’s yours.”

Dear Lord Jesus, I always underestimate you.  I pray you continue to show me your faithfulness through your people, your Word and our art.  Thank you because you are not silent.  Give me ears to hear and eyes to see.  In your name, Jesus, Amen.

“Not that I am speaking of being in need, for have learned in whatever situation I am to be content.  I know how to be brought low and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need.  I can do all things through him who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:11-13IMG_0648

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Movie Review: Facing the Giants

I’ll let you in on a little secret: I don’t know a thing about football. Touchdowns mean next to nothing to me. But after watching Fireproof and Courageous, my dad asked if Sherwood Pictures made any other movies.  That’s when I checked out Facing the Giants.

Movie Preview:
[cue the deep and booming movie intro voice] In a world echoing with southern accents and cheesy bible references, one man Grant Taylor, fails at life. His car won’t start. His football team just lost three games in a row. And his wife longs for a child she doesn’t have. When things can’t seem to get any worse, will Coach Taylor put his hope on the God he follows? Will his team have the courage to face the Giants? Will they trust that God will fight for them?

“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go (Joshua 1:9).”

I’ll admit I was a little skeptical at first.  A family friendly football movie?  Sounds pretty ordinary which is exactly what I love about Sherwood Pictures.  Their story and dialogue is ordinary and has to do with problems that real people face.  This movie won’t brush over the hard facts of life, but it will encourage you to trust in an all-powerful God.  So I say, give it a chance!

Coach Grant Taylor: “Winning football games is too small of a thing to live for. Even championship trophies will collect dust and one day be forgotten…Football is just one of the tools we use to glorify God.”

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Road Less Traveled

The road wasn’t really a road. It was a cross between a driveway and a front yard. There was a white pickup truck parked in behind the flower beds. The gate was not locked so we walked right in without a problem.
My aunt had warned me not to visit Luisa. She was crazy but hadn’t always been that way. I would have come sooner, but I didn’t know which house was hers. Finally my cousin Fernanda decided she would take me. She had a smirk on her face like she was ready for some entertainment. I was smiling, too.
From what I had heard Luisa wasn’t a bench warmer. She was a warrior. She used to ring the church bell everyday before the evening rosary and lead the prayers. One day, there was no bell. Everyone gathered in front of the church; the silence worried them. They thought Luisa might have died. It was much worse.
“My son is coming to give you an explanation.”
They had heard about Rafael. He was there to light a fire under their rears. He had no place in the town. He knew nothing.
“We won’t see him!” They shouted. She left for home.
Luisa didn’t know what to do. She understood their apprehension. She remembered the day she had brought Rafa’s bibles to the town priest who condemned them. Luisa had proceeded to making a bonfire in the front yard, but she kept one of the books. She decided to read it.
The next thing Luisa knew the well beside her house opened like a tomb and she was born again. She wanted the whole town to experience the forgiveness and peace from Jesus Christ, but no one would listen. She couldn’t stop talking about it. Everyone believed she had gone insane.
Shriveled like a raisin and hunched over in the sun, I found my great Tia Luisa. She had already lost most of her hearing and could barely see the flowers she watered. Her tilted watering can poured out every drop and never seemed to stop.

This post was inspired by a prompt from a fellow blogger,  kellie elmore.  Click the image for the full prompt.