The Painting Journey

I didn't realize it when I signed up for it, but this painting experience was a Lenten Journey for me. I don't even know what I was thinking when I signed up--I had never painted anything before, I'm a graduate student, I work full-time, I'm balancing a lot of different roles--there were so many reasons why I shouldn't have. But I felt drawn to this project, so I dreamt up this painting. 

For those of you who don't know, I'm the Director of Communications here, which means that one of the hats that I wear is graphic design. I'm getting more and more comfortable creating things digitally, so talking it through with our Director of Worship Arts and my dear friend, DeDe Jones, I created a digital collage of images of what this could end up looking like. 

This digital version was square one. From here, we began to plan the logistics of how this would come to fruition. Only once we were in Home Depot buying 2 X 8 panels of insulation foam did I realize how big this painting was going to be. We honestly hadn't thought it through. You should have seen DeDe and I standing in the Home Depot parking lot, brows furrowed, deciding who would sit in the bed of the truck and hold them all the way to my apartment and who would drive with the hazards on at 20 mph on the highway. (I ended up in the wayback hugging these huge panels all the way home.)

We unloaded them all, painted them white, and then I was left to looking at these huge, blank panels that would soon become art. 

Faith is really not my strength. It's hard for me. Hebrews 11:1 says that "faith is being sure of what you hope for and certain of what you do not see." Even though this was 100% out of my comfort zone, I could somehow see it all before I started, and looking back, I'm realizing that this was a faith journey for me. Through art, God called me outside the lines of my comfortable places (the things I know I'm good at) and drew me into an intimate place with Him where I had to act on faith that things would turn out alright. And they did! Each week, I painted a panel, and I got to watch it come together with all of you, not seeing it truly complete until Easter weekend. I am so grateful to work with a team who gave me this opportunity and saw how God would work in me before I could. I am so grateful for this staff, our congregation, and my friends and family who prayed over this journey. God truly transformed my life through this painting, and I hope that you were able to see Him through this journey, too.