I May Never Know
"May you be filled with joy, always thanking the Father. He has enabled you to share in the inheritance that belongs to his people, who live in the light." —from Colossians 1:11-12
During the last couple months, I found myself in a slow period with Hope Delivered. It was mostly internal, but it felt very real. I got stuck in a mind trap convincing me that my art and cause weren't being noticed by anyone, that no one really liked my art anyway, and that I wasn't making a difference locally or globally. I was beginning to believe the lie that I shouldn't waste any more time on creating art or "marketing" any of it.
In the spirit of giving thanks last month, my attitude changed, though. As I attempted to count the countless reasons I have to be grateful, I remembered the humble roots of how Hope Delivered got started and the mission I decided to pursue: art that celebrates hope while supporting persecuted Christians worldwide.
I may never know the actual reach of my art or my global support (and frankly, I never started this as a means to "get rich quick"), but I have a God who is worthy of my celebration and my art creation. It should be my goal to use any platform possible—an online store website included—to get the word out about this amazing hope available to us all. Sure, call it marketing, or just spreading the gospel with art. Plus, there are Christians suffering all around the world in need of people like me (and you!) to step up.
You can expect to be hearing more from me—from my heart, through my art, and regarding my cause. If you don't hear more from me, please keep me accountable, pray for me and drop me a message of encouragement ;)