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Project Type: Design

Night of Worship Poster / Social Media Graphic

Created for the Berry College Chaplain’s Office

Jenna Johnson Photo Logo

Created For Jenna Johnson Photo

7th Well Fact Sheet

Created for 7th well chattanooga

Exclusive Concert Dinner Invitation

Created for the berry college chaplain’s office

Bible Study Social Media Graphic

Created for the Berry college Chaplain’s Office

Community Brunch Social Media Graphic

Created for the Berry College CHaplain’s Office

John Mark McMillan Concert Poster

Created for the berry college chaplain’s office

Hello.

Lover of words. Believer in the goodness of God. Recently-discovered extrovert who’s always down for a dance party, a second cup of coffee, and listening to stories so I can probably write them into a book one day. Also a big fan of running, graphic design, photo, video, and the Oxford comma.

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Bean’s selfie game is strong, but his winks from home plate are even stronger.

24 hours in the Carolinas.

To know her is to love her. I got it all from my mama, and I say it every year: if I’m even half the mom you are, life’s looking pretty dang good. I’m grateful you’re mine, and I’m grateful you gave me my best friends. Happy Mama’s Day.

@savannahevephotography made my CFA headshot dreams come true. (the second photo is how most of the shoot went)

In EXACTLY A MONTH my best friend in the whole world marries her best friend in the whole world, and a few days ago was our friendaversary that marks the day we shared pie at Swift as freshmen trying to hide how weird we were. So freakin pumped to run straight into this next season with you guys with prayer and celebration. Peep the last photo I took our sophomore year when I desperately wanted these two people to be in love and *BOOM* now they’re getting married. God’s funny that way.

Lately, when I’ve come into this space in the early mornings, the enemy’s voice is so freakin loud. I used to cherish mornings (I still do, but they’re certainly not as cloud 9ish as they used to be), and consistently, for the past few weeks as soon as my alarm goes off, I have the thought, “I’m tired, and there’s not enough time.” This is a lie. There is always enough time. But in this season, as I’ve begun to unpack pieces of my story I never imagined diving into, the enemy has put up roadblock after roadblock, and when I finally saw that and called it out, the power came back into my hands. They’re just hurdles to jump, further up and further in. These mornings are for me and God, not a space to be overcome by lies, but these habits seem to be when the enemy knows to show up. So each morning, I get to make the choice when I get up to say, “God, this is yours. Have your way in this space. Speak louder than lies, and help me to lay them down.” And I came across the most beautiful liturgy in the midst of this realization that talks about our own weaknesses and the power in letting God enter into that. “And so you must come repeatedly to the end of trust in your own strength, child, that you might avail yourself again and again of his strength… If your greatest good is to bear in fuller measure the image of your Lord, then might not his greatest and most holy good to you come cloaked in guise of defeat and dismay?"

@taylorswift’s new song dropped today and we all were finally reunited. Coincidence? I think not. Also, caption the last pic.

Today marks a full month of full time with this company, and I wish I could fully explain how tangible God’s faithfulness has felt in this month. This team is amazing. My people get me. And I think this smile hasn’t left my face.

P A R T 2 /// I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the beginning of this year marked a newfound desire for God’s Word, and then that was followed by months of discovering a passion for the local church. I believe those are details God had perfectly in mind. It’s looked like incredibly early mornings trying to wrestle with God and understand Him and moments of weakness where Scripture comes to mind and an incredibly deep desire to see Truth prevail and sitting in a field at golden hour crying about not seeing pursuit from God with a woman I’ve connected with in a community group and in life. There’s a piece of Scripture I’ve been stuck on the past week or so, the one that follows the death of Lazarus. “When Mary reaches the place where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said, ‘Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.’” I think this is the posture I’ve had toward Him lately. “If You had been here, I would have known not to trust. If You had been here, I would’ve known the darkness before I was surrounded. If You had been here, I would not have been betrayed. If You had been here, she would have believed more deeply. If You had been here, I could’ve understood pursuit. If You had been here, I wouldn’t have been self-destructive. If You had been here, I wouldn’t have been grieving at inconvenient times. If You had been here, things could’ve been different.” And I think He’s slowly deconstructing those little phrases each moment I sit at His feet. And I’m grateful to be in a space that’s so conducive to the growth and pruning and understanding.

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