Lately God’s been prompting my heart for Africa. I’ve always been very moved by poverty. After studying my first year of university, classes I’ve taken on geography and designing technologies for 3rd worlds and hearing talks about what God’s been doing in Africa have really placed a desire in my heart to do something for these people. So I laid it in God’s hands; I believe He will open the door for me in His timing.
I don’t think it’s a coincidence that I stepped into a particular art gallery yesterday. With the mission of finding an appropriate art gallery to write about for my Fine Arts project clear in my head, I had no idea that I would find myself in a gallery space surrounded by paintings of African women, children, and an artist passionate to bring God’s kingdom to these unreached people. I literally just blanked out when I started reading the painter’s artist statement, and how her source of inspiration is her intimate relationship with Jesus, using the gift of prophecy to paint images of what she depicts heaven to be like. Wow, God, just… wow.
So now I’ll just be patiently waiting. I don’t know when I’ll go, I don’t even know where I am going to go, and for how long. I just know that if He wants me to go, He’ll open the door.