Bonjour from Canada!
Before I tell you about myself, I’m going to clear up a few myths about Canadians:
1. We don’t ride moose to school.
2. Deer don’t turn into Caribou above the 45th parallel.
3. Hockey isn’t our national sport, Lacrosse is.
4. Lastly, we aren’t plagued by Polar Bears; in fact, I have never seen one… Alive. 🙂
I’m 17 years old, and a freelance graphic artist. I’m a sucker for summertime, and long summer nights spent around a campfire.
Born in Frisco, Colorado, I spent the first 8 years of my life outside the small town of Alma, home-schooled with my two siblings. I was surrounded by the Bible from infancy. I remember giving my life to Jesus while munching on a plate of Nachos; I was about five years old. I guess they tasted heavenly.
In 2007, God told my family to move to Massey, Ontario, so with much excitement, and promise from God, we began our new life in the “Great white north.”
On February 5, 2009 our house caught on fire and burned to a crisp. This left me and my family entirely dependent on God’s provision. Even as we worked through this tragic event, we never lost our joy.
In May 2016, I graduated home-school high-school, and have spent the past year pursuing my artistic career.
As a child, my faith was not my own, it was the parroting of my parents. As I have come to age, my faith has had to “Get real.” The past two years, I have really taken my faith to a more personal level with God, and I have found that He has had to teach me a lot of the same simple things all over again… But this time I care, and am paying attention.
Spring 2016 I attended a youth conference, which really opened my eyes to what I had been previously numbed to. God spoke to me a lot about forgiveness, and it radically changed my life.
So here I am, running off the edge of a cliff about to jump into the center of God’s will, with nothing to stop my free fall of faith.
“The Lord is my light and my salvation; Whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; Of whom shall I be afraid?” ~Psalms 27:1
