Where my faith and creativity collide! A freedom freelancer, prayerful painter and clarion for Christ.

Package Deals May 31, 2015

Lord, help us make an honest assessment of what we bring to the table.   If upon further review, we see our presence brings nothing or negative, please help us to change! May our contribution be a reflection of You and not ourselves. 

Memorial Day: May 25, 2015

Happy Memorial Day! A huge thank you to all who have served and are serving on the front lines for our freedom! Praying for you and your families!   

May 11, 2015 Word Picture

Do we simply whisper, wonder and worry about offending when it comes to Jesus OR Do we boldly proclaim The Name above all Names because “we cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard.” Acts 4:20  MATTHEW 10:32-33 (MSG)  32-33 “Stand up for me against world opinion and I’ll stand up for you before my Father in heaven. If […]

May 9, 2015 Word Picture

Burn Bright! You never know who needs your glow that will point them HOME through HIM!

Why Share our Storms and Sewers? (It just might save a life!)

**Below is a Devotional that I wrote for a local city website, ourcityonahill.net Because it is so personal in nature, I wanted to share it on my blog as well! To God Be All The Glory! GoGod Storm Sewers Author~Katie Wilson (A psalm of David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.) “Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful […]

May 2, 2015 Word Picture


April 27, 2015 Word Picture 

What have we left undone that God is asking us to finish?  

April 23, 2015 Word Picture


Wombs & Tombs

Below is a “Soul Food” that I wrote for http://www.ourcityonahill.net , a local website dedicated to publishing HIS glorious deeds, uniting believers, building up the Body of Christ and encouraging ALL to seek, know, love, share, show and serve Christ! I pray that it blesses you and makes you hungry for more of That Jesus.  May you “dig for gold” all the […]

When Ruins and Royalty Collide

She was born in ruins AND she always wondered WHY? She looked around AND often found she could not see the sky. It made no sense, she sometimes thought, to be here without hope; SO She changed her gaze and looked for days AND THEN she saw the ROPE! She met a Man, a Scarlet Thread, extended to her hand. […]