Before I left last week, I prayed to meet an amazing Christian artist who does stunning art pieces.
I’ve been too shy to share, but I’m preparing for my debut solo art exhibition in Jan 2023 and I’m scared to death of how it’ll turn out.
I really wanted to keep it a surprise, but after all the mishaps that have happened, first with the relationship video series and now with my flight tickets, I realize God’s story shines brightest in my darkness.
As much as a part of me really wants to just be cool and collected, and announce the “successful” exhibition in Jan 2023 with a bam, I realIze all that shielding would just be to impress.
The truth?
I’ve never done this before. It’s been a dream since I was a teen milling through museums but I don’t know a thing.
I embarked on it, because one day, I felt God tell me, “Pick up your brush again.”
Because He provided venues in high-end malls costing sums I could never imagine for free.
He provided a professional film crew who charged us a fifth of their rates.
He showed me how to create again.
My prayer last week, after a friend shared about Patrick Bezalel and his art to me, was to meet the artist himself before I flew.
Who would have known that God did answer my prayer after all, since I got stranded here. Minutes after I got my flight tickets, I found myself outside his studio.
Patrick, thank you for opening my eyes to what faith looks like. For giving me faith to believe that one day, I might have my own studio, too.
I left your art with a weeping in my heart. That God answers prayers.
I don’t know if my art exhibition will work out, whether we’ll find enough sponsors, buyers or if it’ll just be a bleeding endeavor.
But I know obedience is more important than our worldly ideals of success, faith more important than glitz.
I won’t forget your prayers for me today, that my exhibition may be “graceful, restful and successful.”
Thank you.