Today’s post was shared by artist, poet, psalmist and photographer Jubal Johnson who shares prophetic words (and other wonderful inspiration) on his website DunamisArts.com. Dunamis is Greek for “power.” His website is dedicated to celebrating the Kingdom of God and its King, the Lord Jesus Christ through visual arts, music, poetry, dance, theatre, film and photography.
I have featured Colleen Briggs and Fragments of Light here before. I want to direct you to her post entitled Prophetic Art.
Prophetic minister John Paul Jackson passed away February 18th after an eight-month battle with cancer. In memory of this fine man, I want to refer you to this video of Jackson reading 365 “I Am” names of God from scripture. This is a longer, meditative video so I recommend you grab a cup of coffee, sit back and use this time to contemplate the greatness of God. Or perhaps grab your tools and start creating while you listen! Let’s see what we create (and feel free to post it below)!
CIndy Fort has the heart of both an artist and a counselor. Her website 12tribesministries.com has great resources that help you explore your creative side, as well as your heart, soul and spirit through the creative process. I will be posting more from 12 Tribes in future posts, but I wanted to point you towards an exploratory process with circles.
I am deeply humbled by Colleen Brigg’s words in this blogpost about prophetic art. God is calling his artists to rise up, to speak, to make His glory known in this earth. Thank you Colleen for demonstrating courage—the courage to explore, experience and encounter God through your artistic work (which is amazing BEaUtiful)!!
“Art is the language of the soul.” With these words, one of my lifelong friends exhorted me as I wrestled for years with an insatiable need to express myself visually. For decades I tried to suppress this language, feeling it could not urgently or adequately address the evils I witnessed in the world. It felt too slow and clumsy to reverse urgent emergencies such as poverty or abandonment. But it was a language that swelled within my being and refused to be silenced. Aristotle said, “A soul never thinks without a picture.” My own soul craved color, texture, pattern and images; and no matter how fast I trotted around the world or how passionately I tried to speak in other ways, it was a soul-whisper that would not be denied.
At times when I surrendered to my native “tongue,” images hounded me…
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