Tuesday, January 10, 2012

another day, another visa

I got my visa today! Yippee! One less thing now on my mind. I am still $800 short of my monthly budget, however, so I won't be on my way to England until that support comes in.

"What?" you say, "they don't pay you a salary? What's all this support business about?" No, they don't pay me a salary.  Being a graphic artist for a missions organization is basically doing graphic design for Jesus.  It is an awesome opportunity to use all the artistic skills He has given me to help share about Him all over the world! I love that He has allowed me to create things to share about what He is doing to others, and to create things that are a blessing to His workers in far-away countries.

Doing this kind of work means that I rely on the prayers and financial support of friends and family in order to have a place to live, food to eat, and do the work that God has called me to do. My supporters are such valuable partners on my team to minister through graphic design to a world that needs to hear about Jesus!

So my friends, please continue to pray that God would bring in the financial support to accomplish what He has started. To learn more about supporting financially, please click on the "support" tab!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas!

Just thought I'd take a moment this Christmas eve to wish everyone a very blessed Christmas and happy New Year!



Also a little update on life, the universe, and everything. Things have been going along here at home. I'm currently taking a break from painting our "exercise room" in our basement.  The whole thing was a super dark green, and with only one tiny window and a few dinky light bulbs, it was just too dark! So we are leaving the bottom half (which was a plaid wallpaper), and painting the top half a much much lighter beige color. The room looks bigger already! I can't wait til we get more lights in here. The past few days I was over at our old house painting rooms on the main level, getting it ready to rent out. Can I just say, I'm glad I don't do this for a living? I think I have tennis--er--painter's elbow! My arms are sore, my elbows are sore, my wrists are sore, my hands are sore...you get the idea! I cannot wait til all the painting is finished.

On the support front, things are moving along a little slowly.  I realized when I was calculating, I forgot to include one of my biggest supporters, so I don't have as far to go as I thought! I've also had a few more commitments over the last few days, and I've had some encouraging conversations with friends, so I am feeling pretty good! At this point I am about 60% funded. I know God will bring the right people in at the right time. The right time might not be my time, but I trust that God has it all under control.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

on my way to Nineveh

I've been going to the women's Bible study at my church here at home in the 'Burg.  I wasn't planning on going, but decided last minute, about an hour before the first meeting, interestingly enough.  We're going through Priscilla Shirer's study on Jonah, a "life interrupted".  My life has been full of interruptions, or "divine interventions". Basically my plans don't go...well, according to plan! The story of my life, in the last few years at least, has been to let go of my need to plan, and to know what is coming. But I digress...

Basically you have Jonah, a prophet of Israel. He's all fine and good doing his daily thing, and then God says, "I want you to go to Nineveh to tell them about Me!" Nineveh, the place of Jonah's enemies, where they are really mean (understatement) and there's a good chance they'll kill you (not an understatement!). So we know the story. Jonah says "heck no!" and gets on the first ship bound the other direction and three times as far away.  A storm comes, they throw him overboard, he gets swallowed by a giant fish and given a second chance to complete the mission that God has called him to.  And he's obedient, the second time around.

During this study, Priscilla asked us to think about what our "Nineveh" is, the people we know God is telling us to reach out to but we are reluctant to.  For the longest time I wasn't really sure what that was for me. I'm just living at home, going to church.  All my family knows the Lord, who on earth do I have to "reach out" to?  Then I realized, my Nineveh doesn't look like what she described.  Mine is different. My "Nineveh" isn't really reaching out to people, but it is doing something that God is telling me to that I'm not really excited about and have been putting off for a while.

The whole reason I'm here is to get a new visa and work on raising more support to go back to England. I was also hoping to get a job to earn a little extra money.  But then, we moved right when I got home, and I was busy for the first few weeks.  Talk about an interruption! Then I wasn't feeling well. Then there were things planned for the next few weekends to prepare for.  Then I found more and more excuses not to contact people. I knew I should get around to working on support, but what's the rush, right? More excuses, and then, oh hey, its November! 

This has shown me that yes, I did have some legitimate reasons to begin with.  Moving is stressful. Not living the house I called "home" anymore is considered a loss, and I needed time to emotionally deal with that before engaging the real world. But now God is showing me my "Nineveh", and calling me to do my part to go back to England. I can't be disobedient anymore.  Even if I finally get a temporary job offer that will bring in some money. Which I did, and had to turn down.  Just because something is good doesn't mean we can use it as an excuse to disobey what God is actually calling us to do.  So my friends, please pray for me! There's a reason why I've been putting this off.  It's hard work. It's uncomfortable. It's impossible for me to do on my own.  But God desires my obedience more than other "good things" that I think I have to offer Him. And I know from experience, He will not leave me hanging!

So, we know what my "Nineveh" is, what's yours?