I may have mentioned a time or two on this blog how much I love my job. I am so incredibly thankful for it. I am able to literally pour into hundreds of peoples lives each month. This month we have taught over 700 kids and adults. And while I am so super thankful. I still continue to ask God, whats next. What do you want from me? How can I be a better steward of what you've given me with this business?
I can be more intentional with everyone I come in contact with. I can be sure to always offer a smile, an encouraging word, and some inspiration.
I can give lots of hugs and build kids confidence and self esteem. I can teach them to make decisions and that's its ok to make mistakes.
There are so many life lessons taught within art. And as much as I truly truly love every thing about this job. I still feel that P'zazz isn't reaching everybody we are suppose to reach. After all, the only people who paint with us are people who can afford it. We are a business and we require money to operate. But what about the sweet kids that are in our AMP ministry ( I will have to do a whole other post on that... basically its a ministry that works with low income children and shows them the love of Christ and that he has a plan for them and that he LOVES them! And so do we!). So what about them? What about all the other children who truly desire and need to get their hands messy and create but simply can't afford it. Yes, I bring the AMP kids to our studio twice a year to do a fun free activity. But they really could benefit from more. So how do we make this work. How do I incorporate really making a difference in lower income families with this studio??
And then Lawrence called. Lawrence is one of our AMP kiddos. I mentioned to them that if they ever need help on a project to give me a call. Our studio has tons of supplies that they can come use. I didn't give this much thought honestly. I just heard them talking about school and threw that option out there.
So I got a call from Lawrence on Tuesday that he and a project due on Thursday and he wanted to know if I could help. He couldn't remember exactly what he was suppose to do so I gave his teacher a call to find out what he project was and set up a time for him to come to the studio the next day.
Y'all, this little man made my heart so happy. This was a very simple project. " Draw a planet and write three facts about it". But for a family that doesn't have a computer to look up the facts, doesn't have supplies like poster, paint, brushes, etc, it can be difficult. I love that he took the initiative to give me a call. It only took us about 30 minutes to complete this simple project but to see the smile on his face and to hear him say " I think my class is going to love this" with that big ole grin.. well it just filled me up. I could see that he was taking pride in his work. He took a little extra effort to ask for help and the result was something he was so proud of. He was thanking everybody. He gave his mom and big ole hug for bringing him to the studio and then he started thank Kloe ( my daughter who goes to school with him.. who had nothing to do with this project.. but he was just so happy he was thanking everybody! ) Oh, it made me laugh.
And it made me think.. what if we started doing this on a more regular basis. What if all these kids from our AMP ministry knew they could come to the studio to get help on projects. What if we got other people involved ( I can't do it all myself ). And people from the community could help invest in these kids lives too. It takes just a small time commitment but the pride the kids experience from completing a job and doing their best is something they will carry with them. To know somebody cares about them and cares that they are doing their best.
Just thinking out loud here. I think it could be cool. We will see where it goes from here.
For now I just thank God for answering my prayer that I prayer everyday " Use me God".
I encourage any and everybody to borrow that prayer for yourself. It's amazing the opportunities that open up when you ask that simple phrase.