Everyday, Printed With Grace

Created to Create

Part of the calling in “The Curve and the Calling” is my calling to create. And from that calling, I started a small business of my own this year, Printed With Grace (blog post here).

After a lot of prayer and work, I decided to apply for a couple local art shows and the farmers market in my town. I was nervous I’d be shot down, but then when found out I was accepted as a vendor for these events, I was even more nervous!

I was so scared to be out in the public selling my art. I love talking to people about art, but I am not a salesman. I was so afraid of failure; That I’d work so hard making inventory and setting up at the local craft show, and then no one would buy anything. Or that my booth display wouldn’t match up to those around me.

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Printed With Grace

Printed With Grace

I’ve mentioned my little business venture in previous posts. Printed With Grace is my little art baby ❤ I have so much fun making these prints!

This shop was born from my passion to create and my love for sharing that passion with others. I hope these prints uplift you and leave you smiling (:

I was blessed to grow up in a home where art was alive and thriving. I was always encouraged to create, explore and grow the thing that most set my soul on fire – art. This shop is an extension of that fire; that passion to create something new everyday. Thank you for letting me share this passion with you!

I do custom orders as well! Just contact me on my Facebook page or at printedwithgrace@gmail.com to find out more!

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Everyday

The Curve and the Calling

The Curve & The Calling

The Curve

The bumpy curve in the road, the lumpy curve of my hips, the curve of my smile, the sharp curve of my winged eyeliner. The Curve.

For me, the curve was something I had to learn to accept. And then to love.

I didn’t love the sharp curves and bumps in the road when my family was going through some really dark times a few years ago. I hated it. I hated every middle-of-the-night call I got from them telling me that we’d set off on yet another unexpected curve. I hated the heartache and the pain and the stress of it all.

But I can now see that, while those curves hurt and made the path much longer, they’ve really shaped our relationships with one another. Through faith and constant prayer, those curves were set straight and now, while we definitely don’t have it all together, my family is at a much better place than we were before. Because with every unexpected, hurtful, heartbreaking curve we took together, it showed us, or at least me, what it was like to have a heart of grace and forgiveness. It taught me what it was like to rely on the only One that matters. It humbled me by showing me what it felt like to be at the very bottom, looking up, grasping for any sign of hope.

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