Seeing the Open Door


At the beginning of my adult life, a door slammed shut. It had Multiple Sclerosis written on it and it completely changed the direction of my life. I pursued different directions with my art and the doors that opened up lasted for a few years and then those slammed shut, too. But it is written in Romans 8:28, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him and have been called according to his purposes.” At first it seemed all the accomplishments I had made, against all odds, led to a dead end, but really, a new door had opened. I just couldn’t see it. Blinded by disappointment and fear, I turned my head and cried.

Once I looked up in the right direction, I saw an open door. On this door I saw written encouragement, hope, faith, and love. Then, I realized the purpose for the art was more important than the art itself. God gave me eyes to see this open door.


The purpose of my blog is to encourage artist, especially those with a physical disability, to not give up, to believe God can use your disability in a creative way that will bring hope, faith, and confidence to yourself and others. I am in the process of creating art to use for fabric and paper designs.

Sometimes with MS, just simple things can be exhausting, like getting up, getting ready, and making breakfast. So, I try to schedule time, usually in the morning, to draw every day. Even if all I do is doodle for 15 minutes, doing something is essential. Sometimes it comes out good, and other times I struggle and, to put it kindly, sometimes it doesn’t turn out well at all. But that doesn’t matter. Doing matters.

Multiple Sclerosis can feel like a prison, a trap. I heard it once said, “Everyone wants to see miracle but no one wants to be the person in need of one.” With MS, I was in need of one. I looked and prayed to God and asked him for help, for a miracle, and he did it. He did it not by healing me from MS, but by blessing me as an artist with MS. MS was no longer a prison. It reminds me of the scripture, Acts 16:26, because only God can do this. “Suddenly, there was a great earthquake, and the prison was shaken to its foundations. All the prison doors flew open, and the chains of every prisoner fell off and they were set free!”  

My prison was shaken to my foundation. Then I saw the prison was really in my mind. Romans 12:12 says, “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.” When I stopped caring about what other people thought, or of failing, or how the world says to make a living, or handle a debilitating disease, and looked to God, I found the motivation and the courage to face the fears caused by MS. It was then the prison doors flew open. 

My advice is to look to your passion, your heart, and never, never stop believing in God. He believes in you and he will make a way.


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