Why I STILL make stoles
Posted by Tanja on 6/26/2018 to Our Story
When I started in 2008, work was therapy, not just a job (and it was certainly not a paycheck the first few years), and designing stoles was a way of expressing love for God, not just creating part of a uniform.
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God's Overflowing Generosity in Baptism
Looking back, I realize that I DID die that night. I died to the sin of the adults in my life who had brought me such misery, pain and fear. I died to my own sins, the extent of which I could not even anticipate at that point.
That morning was a resurrection of sorts, as I awoke to a completely new world view, one in which abusive adults did not have the final claim on my life. The God who created the world and sent His Son had the ultimate claim on my life. I understand now that Christ received me that day, and I have been receiving Christ ever since. As on that first day of believing, His mercies are new every morning.
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