Unlocking Action

I met Sherman, uniquely enough, under the stars. We were at an open air church service that was at an old baseball field in a village called Lords Bank, Belize. I was standing in the back just taking everything in when he approached me. He was very eager to hear about me and why I was in his country. I shared with him that I was managing a Christian Missions Base, and was there to learn about how I could come alongside the people of Belize and serve them. This was a new concept to Sherman, as he only knew Americans as tourists, or as missionaries who come and go. I knew that in order to be an impact and have an impact, I needed to go low and serve the one who God had crossed my path on a daily basis. On this day, it was my new friend, Sherman.

After the service I continued to talk with Sherman. It turns out that he had heard about me through a common friend of ours, and decided to come to this open air service on the chance of meeting me. I began to ask him what he did for a living. He said he worked on an island, running a resort type place for tourists, and also ran his own restaurant. The restaurant, though was closing, and so he was searching for work at the moment. I proceeded to ask him what really excited him in life. It was this question and his answer that made it very clear to me why I had crossed paths with him. He answered that he was a painter and that art really allowed him to express himself and he felt free when he painted. I then went on to share with him a dream that I had been given on three separate occasions. The interpretation of the dream I have is what God has called me and called me to be; I saw a lighthouse on top of a hill with a big storm going on, with huge waves, but the waves were of people. The people were attracted to and coming to the light, which is Jesus. I was placed in dark places to be the light and lead them to salvation. After I shared with him this dream I kept getting, we parted ways and said our goodbyes.

The very next week though, while I was in the prayer room praying, I heard a honk outside. I

looked and it was Sherman! He had asked around and found out where I lived. He told me that he had something for me. As he unrolled what he had brought, I saw before me painting of the very dream that I had shared with him! I had asked many people if they could paint this for me, because it was very important to me, but no one wanted to attempt this endeavor. That no though, allowed for God to wow me and give me this wonderful gift. I was amazed at the detail and the work that Sherman put into this piece of art, all from memory, and one conversation on an old baseball field.

 

On the spot I knew I needed to pay Sherman for this piece of art, and he quickly thanked me. I wanted to pay because I wanted him to know and feel that his gift of artistry is a powerful act of worship and warfare. God is awakening and drawing the prophetic artists out of their dark caves they’ve been hiding in for so long. It is time for the artist to start agreeing with their giftings, and to release their influence into the earth and into people’s homes, offices and businesses. 

 

What I did not know at the time, and learned after I paid Sherman, was that he was going to put this money towards buying the materials he needed to lay the foundation of his home he was building for his wife and very young son. Sherman chose to agree with his gifting, painted a picture that was near to my heart, which allowed for provision to come forth in order for him to build, not only a physical foundation to his new home, but one that would be built by a Kingdom of God transfer. I believe this is how the Kingdom of God was meant to be lived out. 

 

Help me by honoring Sherman, and all the artisans in the earth, by agreeing and encouraging them to put their passion and gifts into action. In this hour of history, we need the artists of the earth to agree with and release what is on God’s heart! 

Guest Blog Writer: Travis Arment