by Maddie

Who am I? Who are we? Are we who society says we are, how others say, or how we say? That was the prompt for this art assignment, to capture how you are defined differently based on who is defining you. I kinda went a different route. While I did incorporate chains into the background (representing the stereotypical societal view of Christianity, that is is all about binding rules and rituals), I didn't focus on how I view myself, because honestly, that would be pretty depres

These are hands, sign language hands, to be more precise. And these hands spell out B E L O V E D Now, these innocent letters can be read two ways, and both ways act as bountiful truths to soothe our weary souls. ~BELOVED~ Meaning that we are treasured in the sight of our Savior. We are holy and blameless in His sight (Ephesians 1:4) and more precious than rubies (Proverbs 3:15). God created us and He instantly loved us. God, seeing us as His little children, seeing our futur

So I've been holding onto this painting for a while... this was an assignment for my class. And it was the most frustrating project I'd ever had to paint. Now, I'm not saying this to sound boastful, but I know that the Lord has given me a gift with art, with creating. And still, even with my talent, this thing challenged me to no end! Here's the lesson I'm trying to get at: no matter how "good" we are at something, we are not God. We are nowhere near His almighty power. And w

This drawing is made almost entirely out of ink dots. There's two meanings to this title; the first is that all the individual pieces are separate but come together to form an image of life. The Lord uses each dot to complete the image, similar to how each of us are needed in the Body of Christ for His mission to be accomplished. Second, all around the flower are heaps of dead leaves, broken off from their life source, from their trees. Without Jesus, we are like those leaves