14 years ago, I could have never imagined the life I currently live.

Back then, freshly graduated from college, I had dreams on my heart that I didn’t know what to do with. Everything felt so far out of reach. I knew I loved creating art, but more so, that I loved sharing Gods intimate love with others. How would this play out was yet to be seen.

Fast forward 14 years and here I am: Blessed with having studied sacred art painting in Italy. Blessed to be on mission with my husband and now baby boy, spreading God’s love through the arts. Blessed to be able to paint the mysteries of our Catholic faith. Blessed, mostly, to to be shaken by many a dark night to get to where I am today.

I’ve learned to say yes to Christ and His path is to place yourself in a very vulnerable place where attacks from the evil one are sure to come over and over again. Naively, I admit, 14 years ago I didn’t think about the trials that would be interwoven in this path. I simply thought all would be bliss that should come from it. Bliss there is but deep trials are very much a part of this journey and are a huge gift to our spiritual life.

This past October I was blessed with our first child, a baby boy. We had a home birth and he was born directly under an image of Our Lady of Guadalupe. Shortly after he came, though, much went wrong. I began losing so much blood and my placenta wouldn’t come out, something that would have happened wherever I gave birth, I was told. I recall looking at my new son and then into my husband’s eyes not knowing if I would make it.

They called an ambulance as I was fading fast. I blacked out and woke up in the vehicle. My first reaction was to begin asking the paramedics if they knew Jesus and if they knew He loved them. They avoided answering me but I felt Christ in that moment.

Arriving at the hospital, just in time, they got right to work. They removed what was left of the placenta and informed us that blood transfusions were life or death at this point. 3 blood transfusions later and loads of antibiotics due to an infection I somehow acquired, I slowly began to progress. By grace I’m still here and by grace my son is healthy.

The thing is, we’re continuing on mission after all that which may seem crazy to some folks but it is exactly where God keeps leading us. Through that labor and other many trying times, I’ve learned how Gods beauty shines even brighter after trials. That these moments are gifts to bring greater grace to other moments. I felt Christ so deeply in my labor, in a way I can’t fully articulate. I knew He was with me, no matter the outcome.

Shortly, we will hit the road again, bringing art, music, and this time our son, to share that God is soo good and that He’s calling us all deeper into His love. We expect it not to be an easy journey, road tripping from Philly with a 3 month old, but beautiful. We expect trials but proclaim Gods providence to uphold us. As a new mama, I see each day how much I don’t have what it takes but Jesus does.

If you’re local to one of our stops on this mini tour, come and bring a friend. Bring that someone who’s doubting Gods love right now. Bring the person who’s not so sure about the faith. Bring the one who’s weary from the hard journey, God wants to bless them all. God wants to pour deeply into each of our hearts, through His Divine beauty. Jesus cares and knows the brokenness we’ve all experienced and meets us right there.

Where are we going?

– January 30, 2024: Nashville, TN – St. Ann’s Catholic Church
– February 6, 2024: Houston, TX – St. Joseph Catholic Church
– February 8, 2024: Lafayette, LA – St. Joseph Catholic Church
– February 12, 2024: Columbia, SC – St. Thomas More USC
– February 13, 2024: Ft. Mill, SC – St. Philip Neri Catholic Church
– February 15, 2024: Chesapeake, VA – St. Stephen, Martyr Catholic Parish

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