There's a biblical story about our names being changed when we lose our earthly life, and it'll be printed on a white stone, for only us to see. (Revelations 2:17) In my hands I see my new name, clear as day - "Joy Maker". Whether I'm tossing rubber rats with kids, doing magic tricks in liquor stores, or randomly asking a stranger if a prayer is needed for them- it's all the same result: bringing a sparkle to someone's soul, while paying attention to their true value. Everyone's journey is so different. This one is mine. On the late bloomin' end, it's taking quite a while to figure out how to be a channel in bringing those talents together, then actually applying them. My recipe thus far? One part joy, one part connection, one part openness, with a drizzling of goofball on top.
I consider this project as a medium for people to reflect inside, to have courage to admit their own uniqueness, and to use those God-given qualities to lighten up a world that needs it.
