I can't believe I haven't posted about this idea I've had for about a year now.
"Last night before I went to bed, I was thinking about the Mission trip I took to El Salvador, trying to remember my absolute favorite part. Other than giving the little goodie bags to the kids. I mean I loved watching their faces explode in smiles and to get that on camera, would be amazing.
Although that was a fun experience, I think my favorite part would have been when I found these little girls in this one neighborhood we went to. And I didn't really know what to do other than pull out some paper and my crayons and start to draw and color. I remember drawing stuff and they be so excited that they knew what it was. I remember wanting to keep the crayons to myself in case I got bored another time during the trip. But something in my heart told me to find those girls and give the crayons to them.
So... I was thinking about maybe if and when I go to Swaziland or Nicaragua or any other mission trip, I will take some coloring books, sketch pads, and crayons. And when I see any kids I pull them out and color with them and then at the end of it all give it to them. Give them something to be creative with and show their emotions and what they are thinking.
I also would want the kids to draw like one picture in my sketch book, and then on the back of each picture describe each kid, and have them write their names and then tape a picture of them on it. So I can remember each kid I come in contact with."
Ok, so why I bring this up?
Tonight at Central Church we had my favorite services. When they talk about the mission trip they just went on. One of the stories, included a local artist who taught the children art, and music. Then they mentioned that they went back and gave them art supplies. Then it had reminded me and I think God reminded that art is where my heart is at and where it will always be, the same as children. He definitely reiterated in my heart, cause as soon as they said he did art with kids and they brought him supplies the next day, I thought my heart was going to come right out of my chest, and I started crying... but I guess that's not too unusual for me. The crying part at least.
But now I just feel like I need to go on the next Work and Witness trip and take my art with me. I think that my plan for this fall is to buy as much crayons and notebooks I can buy, with the money I have, and keep saving up so I have as much supplies as I can take with me.
I know this idea came from God. To take my talent and love for art and giving it to the children. I love it too much to not do this idea.
