A taste of what is to come...

SO in our underground group we are embarking on a journey. Its a journey to seek and to find the Lords heart. Its a journey to hear, to really HEAR the prophetic cry of our generation right now. Our group of 25 is broken into artists, dancers, writers and musicians. We are spending the next few weeks creating one piece that personifies what the cry of our generation is right now. Tonight was our first night and I am PUMPED for what God is doing. I had chills the whole night. Gods presence was really thick and resting so incredibly heavy on us, i think i could have stayed there all night. We soaked for the first half of undergrounds and God met us there. I have never before been able to write, or to dream so freely in my life. Usually my tendency would be to go with the art group, because that is what I am naturally inclined to do, but I feel like God is challenging me to give more and to take risks so I joined the writing group. And I LOVE IT. If anything else this night has encouraged me to write more and see what God wants to say, not only through my drawings but through my pen. I am so excited about what God gave me to write and what He gave all the other girls. Unfortunately I don't have a copy of all the other girls, but I thought I would give you a little teaser of what is to come. This is just the beginning. The beginning of a story perhaps, perhaps the beginning of a transformation. Who knows what God wants to do...perhaps He wants to change the world. I believe it. So here is what I wrote tonight, check back in one month for the culmination of the arts: the rest of this story, a prophetic song, a prophetic dance and a prophetic art piece. God is doing big things...join in :)
"I gathered them all, I gathered them in a room. The room is dark, it is cold, it is empty. I gathered them so I could hear, I gathered them so I could see, I gathered them and they came. Most of them said that they are a lot like this room they stand in: cold, dark, empty. Well, that's why I brought them here. I want to test that statement. Cold is the absence of warmth, darkness is the absence of light, and emptiness, some would say, is the absence of life. So if they are all of these things then what is absent? What is missing? Heat? Light? Life?

This is my room. This is my desire: to see the room become warmth, light and explode with life. These are my test subjects, these are the ones I want to see catch on fire, become light and personify life. This is my experiment, this is my study. But it's not science, it's a dream. It's a dream to see transformation in the most unlikely of places..."

...to be continued.

Alright Alirght Alright...I'm sorry!!!

So I have come to the realization that I am a horrible blogger. Its been several months since I have blogged and yet I still have no idea what to even blog about. But I will get better I promise.

A few months ago Kati sent me a quote that has changed the way I view art. "In order to create great art, something that reaches beyond time and space, you must find someone who isn't beuatiful and show them that they are. Paint the broken and the unlovely and make them believe!" So a lot of you have probably already heard that quote just from being around me, but what you don't know is the revelation it has given me. Our generation is a generation crying out to be loved for who they are, to be seen for what is inside of them instead of the coverings they hide behind. They long to be seen as beautiful, they long to be loved, they cry out to be heard. But I know for me, I don't want to associate with them. My heart doesn't break for their hearts...not to the degree their Father's heart breaks. But when I heard this quote I saw this paining that I posted up above. The picture of a girl, crying because of so much pain but really crying out of a desire to be seen. And then the revelation came to me that I may not care when she cries, but God cares. That every tear she cries, God sees and calls precious because every tear cried is not in vain. I want Gods heart for the broken and unlovely in our generation. I want His heart for the ones that are crying. I want His heart so that I can call them beautiful and make them believe that they are!

For the next explanation of a paining and the process I wil do one that became a lot of peoples favorites..."Love waits, then it flies". A little diddy that came to me one day when frustrated with the whole process of courtship. Sometimes as a girl, we just want to know. And sometimes, if we are honest, dating appeals to us because then at least we would know. We would know if we're attractive, we would know if we are likable, we would know if we are loved. But I also realize that dating brings a whirl wind of hurt and I would never ever chose another route than the one I have chosen. But sometimes Norah JOnes comes on at Starbucks, or a good chic flick comes on, or the leaves start changing colors and the first snowfall of the season happens, or maybe a good friend gets married and sometimes with all the romance in the air, you have to remember what you are waiting for. You are waiting to fly. But you can't fly properly if your wings aren't grown. "Don't awaken love before its time" or maybe "Don't fly before you're wings are ready" . Because love waits SO that it can fly. :)

Thats all I have time to discuss at the moment but I promise I will be way more faithful!!