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Beach Beach Beach

Beach Beach Beach

This extrovert has been LOVING all the me time and

This extrovert has been LOVING all the me time and I never thought I'd say that. Turns out you can have a WILD time with yourself and laugh at all your hilarious jokes. But I will admit that socially distant hangs with your best friends are the real deal. Feeling thankful for both of you.

P.s. Beth as always we are the queens of hanging out and not taking any photos 👌🏼❤

Isaiah 53 Jesus is all glorious. God, highly exal

Isaiah 53

Jesus is all glorious. God, highly exalted who amazes nations with his nature. He came to earth and should have been desired and seen for his glory but instead was despised and oppressed. We held him in low esteem. Jesus willingly left his glory and suffered, making his life the atonement and sacrifice for our sin and corruption. He was a sacrifice then so that he may be our deliverer now, bringing peace in uncertainty, healing the wounds of our brokenness, justifying us before God. Jesus then returned to his former glory by resurrection however it doesnt just stop there as a 'cycle.' No. This glory is now shared because He is deliverer. He has made intercession and freed us from the bondage of our sins so we may side with Jesus against the enemy and against injustice, and therefore share in the spoil (reward for victory after a warfare) and glory of God. This is the glorious servant we worship.

GRACE NOT IGNORANCE Ever played buckaroo? The rec

GRACE NOT IGNORANCE
Ever played buckaroo? The recent news campaigns have been the sombrero on the old buckaroo (for me) that just happens to send everything flying.

I am striving to do my best to educate myself, speak out and do the right thing. I dont regret any of this.

But what I will say is that we all need grace. I could keep thinking and telling myself I'm privileged and have nothing to complain about. I could keep working on another project at work, support another friend, or subject myself to more documentaries bound to make me cry about a broken world when my mind was already in a fragile place due to exhaustion & pressure.

Or, I could diagnose the situation. I could accept my need for rest. I could withdraw from the world, and sit at Jesus' feet. I could draw a healthy line in the balance of what is educational and what is an instinctive fight or flight frenzy of trying to measure up.
This time I fell into the arms of a loving God. Who speaks truth. He listens to my heart and cares. He is the one who changes my heart to care for his world - in a slow, patient way as I rest in him.

His mercies are new every day. He is enough.

So I clocked off. I paused. I rebuked the lies. I stopped letting negative thoughts and 'I must do better' define me. I started praying, in place of protesting or pressuring myself to be better educated.
It's ok to not be on top of the news headlines. It's ok to feel weary and burdened. Its important to acknowledge how you're really feeling even if you may be going through the minimal in comparison to others. Give yourself grace.
Note, grace not ignorance.
We still need to be challenging ourselves and the world to change. We need to speak up for the oppressed.

But change happens slowly sometimes. It happens from within. From the inside out. To change from within first requires grace. .... Are you trending or protesting in a pressurised frenzy? I dont say this to condemn you. I say it because there is a sinking-deep ocean of grace for you.

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A rare close up of my chin

A rare close up of my chin

Like a child Sit at his feet Like Mary soaked up e

Like a child
Sit at his feet
Like Mary soaked up every word of revelation
Jesus knew his destiny and rebuked Martha for being distracted by all the household distractions
Tonight sit at his feet
Our Lord went to the cross
See the nail marked feet
Once bathed in perfume
Sit
Like a child
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Luke 10:39-40
#maundythursday #latenightsketching #childlike

Officially bored. Officially eaten all my snacks.

Officially bored. Officially eaten all my snacks. Officially off on a 20+mile bike ride because what else is there to do on day 2 of a lockdown weekend. Wish me luck.

Venice 2018 | Baltics 2017 Missing the family and

Venice 2018 | Baltics 2017
Missing the family and its kinda sad to see all my friends/housemates head home this weekend. But despite how I feel I rejoice. God is still good. I still have a job and a work team to laugh through the day. I still have grandparents who phone to check I'm ok. I have god given church friends who offer to move in with me or have me for dinner without expecting me to stand 2m away. (Lol 😂). Mostly I rejoice because God is the good shepherd who does not abandon his sheep. There is good news. He is working for good in this even if we don't see it yet. And I'm so so excited to see where this leads.
It's also kinda funny because 7 days ago I wrote a blog post and now I'm like WOW because it's now all very real. (Link in bio)
But if you do fancy praying for anything, then pray that my mum can fly home from Chad in time to get back to work.

GOLDEN Sometimes seasons can be really muddy. The

GOLDEN
Sometimes seasons can be really muddy. The seasons that come after that are wonderful. Goodness is golden and his faithfulness has been poured out abundantly. In both seasons I count my blessings. In particular I rejoice today for:
1. Incredible friends
2. Reminders of Gods healing, now that I'm running crazy distances - what a testimony
3. Family meet ups becoming more frequent
4. A good job that again was a miraculous testimony of God's good perfect plan
5. Golden memories of a recent holiday in Lisbon
6. Best friends who have you for dinner or join you in the pub because they understand how much you appreciate quality time
7. I haven't suffered from any major anxiety since first year
When the blessings come be grateful and when they dont come, praise him anyway. His perfect and tender care will be manifested in all ways.

Constantly fighting the urge to qualify as an arch

Constantly fighting the urge to qualify as an architect, build a little house on a large hill and just sit staring at the view forever. That would be a happily ever after.

Swipe to see a cool gigi and her even cooler tour

Swipe to see a cool gigi and her even cooler tour guides. That bum bag 👌
#traveladdict #streetart #streetphotography #stayandwander

Yellow, the colour of summer. January was a month

Yellow, the colour of summer. January was a month of blessings not blues. Grace, provision, joy and deeper friendships. Finished it with a week in Lisbon soaking up the vitamin D and falling in love with the Mediterranean all over again. Thank you Jesus for working such beauty into the start of 2020.
Decided to take up photography again and excited to have lots of portraits in the edit queue as well as a fun commission ahead.

Lisbon is the place for colour, street art and goo

Lisbon is the place for colour, street art and good pastries 🇵🇹

I finally submitted all the coursework (I think...

I finally submitted all the coursework (I think...) and that means I finally get to try out all my new art supplies. Here's a quick self portrait I did using graphic markers. 👀
Just want to testify on here how good God is. 2nd year Arch is INTENSE. Doing a years worth of work in 6 months can kill you and you really do have to drop everything else. But in it all, there were fun times, great projects and amazing friends. Before starting I really felt God say that we were 'not going back there' relating to burn out and breakdowns. He carried the heavy loads and taught me to take days off even when things were piling up, and cultivate a culture / rhythm of resting in the working. He promised that it was a season of dedication that would be momentary and that afterwards, I could play again. His grace is overwhelming and in the late nights and near fails (RIP to the tutor issues our studio group faced), his joy and peace was just around the corner. Do what you can and only what you can. God will do the rest.
I love what I do. But only because I love who I do it for.
My identity is not in successes. It's in knowing I am loved wholly for who I am today, regardless of yesterday.
Here's to season of 9-5, and WEEKENDS. 💃😍
#gratitude #art #sketchbook #saturday #portraits #promarkers #testimony

It takes longer to train home than it does to fly

It takes longer to train home than it does to fly Bristol >Amsterdam then Amsterdam > home. Take the opportunity? Or oppose climate change? • 'Home' is gonna be a little different this year with all 5 of us in different places for the first 4 months. It's so cool to see how God has sent us all out as a family in the past 2 years. Never easy to be so far, never without a challenge or two, but always there is truth in knowing we are all placed exactly where God has predestined us. My mum is heading to Chad tomorrow to serve as a GP until Easter. Jonny heads to flying school next week. Pray for them both to live adventurously and grow in faith as they go.

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