Hi, Im Jill…
Thank you for visitng my website and for taking a look at my offerings, my little “yeses” to help build up God’s Kingdom. As little as they are and as unworthy as I am, these tiny steps of faith have placed a burning desire in my heart to become a great Saint!
Praying with the Saints through my art has shown me that through our unique gifts, crosses, passions, and certainly our mistakes, God is always directing us to His beauty, truth and goodness. If we embrace the one-of-a-kind creation of who we are in Him and His plan for our lives, we become a living testamony of His amazing grace.
Maybe you are a rebel like Peter, broken like Magdalene, imprisioned like Bakhita or rejected like Martin de Porres? I too, believed that I was all these things. And then I threw up the white flag and said OK, Your will, not mine. And God turned my rebellion into trailblazing, my brokenness into healing, my vices into virtue and my rejections into surrender. Alleluia!
For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them. Ephesians 2:10
Why are so many young people leaving the Faith? What can we, as parents and loved ones, do about this, if anything?
What Would Monica Do?
Blessed beyond measure to see St Monica enter my life, first through the prompting of the Holy Spirit at my easel and now through the writings of two amazing authors who have become my sisters in Christ.
This book… this Saint, this suffering… only a mother can know and share in it. This icon is titled TEARS of the HEART
“Letting go and allowing God to take over can be the hardest step in finding freedom,”
write the co-authors. “We have discovered, however, that in clinging to his power and
glory, we can make powerful leaps in our faith journey—and that this, more than
anything, will benefit our children.”
The world needs your yes because there is only one you… a tru original.
I understood that every flower created by Him is beautiful, that the brilliance of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not lessen the perfume of the violet or the sweet simplicity of the daisy. I understood that if all the lowly flowers wished to be roses, nature would no longer be enameled with lovely hues. And so it is in the world of souls, Our Lord’s living garden.