Found this old painting I did a good few years at ‘Imagine’ when I was tidying up my bedroom yesterday. I’d totally forgotten about it! Guess it was the first time I really painted or drew just for my own enjoyment.
Seems like a lifetime ago.
The painting is pretty explicit in its theme: it’s about how the road might be difficult, but we’ll get there in the end…
I love you.
You don’t need to compare yourself to other people. You are unique, unique for a reason. I made you.
Your worth is not found in what you do, who you’re with, where you are, or how much that person likes you: it is found in who you are, and who your Father is.
Don’t believe the lie that it’s good to never feel happy: that is not my purpose. I am the joy-giver, the River of Life. I am hope.
Give away more than you get.
Don’t forget about your family. They love you, and you are together for a reason.
You don’t have to do this alone. I am here.
Don’t believe the lies the enemy puts on you: they don’t even make sense anyway. Listen to my voice. I am leading you to green pastures and quiet waters.
You can do all things with me by your side. Don’t put limits on what I can do. I made the world. I made the universe.
Be who I made you, not the imitation of someone else. Be you.
I love you.
I. Love. You.
I’ve had such an awesome week down at Soul Survivor Scotland as a youth leader with WCC Youth. They are such an incredible group of young people; it’s a constant privileged to get to hang out with them.
It was absolutely amazing to see 1,000+ young people meeting with God in a really powerful way, encountering his real love for them, and making brand new friendships with people from all across Scotland.
Really hope I can be a part of it all again next year!
Ps: here’s a wee lil’ sketch of our campsite… (:
This week I’ve been away at a worship leaders conference called ‘The Week’ down in Birmingham with Worship Central. It’s been such an amazing time: incredible, incredible teaching, and such sweet times of worship.
One of the images that Ken Costa shared was about how the hopes and dreams each of us have are sort of like acorns. These acorns can either die as young saplings, or grow into strong oak trees.
I don’t know about you, but I want all of my hopes and dreams to grow strong…