This morning after church, a kind woman smiled and said she saw me as a painter, a singer, a flag dancer, and so much more. Her words lingered as sacred affirmation — like the Holy Spirit gently holding up a mirror to remind me of who I truly am.

For years, I carried a label that quietly limited me — “Jack of all trades, master of none.” It echoed in my mind whenever I tried something new, as though having many creative expressions meant I lacked focus or mastery. Yet the Lord has been teaching me a different truth.

I am not scattered; I am woven.

Each thread of artistry — painting, writing, singing, dancing — carries its own story, its own ministry. Together, they form a tapestry of beauty and purpose. I am not called to confine myself to one expression but to steward them all with grace.

At yesterday’s community paint party, one woman shared that she too once called herself a “Jill of all trades” until she realised she was created and called by name — fearfully, wonderfully, and intentionally made. Her revelation echoed my own.

Names carry meaning and mission.

Mine, Patrizia, means “of noble birth.”

Trixi means “bringer of joy.”

Together, they declare identity and calling — a daughter of the King, commissioned to carry joy into the world.

So today, I release the old label and embrace the truth of who I am:

This is not a contradiction but a confirmation — a reflection of the God who creates endlessly, each work unique yet unmistakably His. Creativity, after all, is part of His image in me.

I was born to colour outside the lines of expectation, to sing and paint and write and dance in ways that carry healing and hope. Every expression is worship. Every act of creativity is a thread in the grand design of divine purpose.

💡Reflection:

• What labels or old names have you carried that no longer fit who God says you are?🤔

• How might your “many trades” actually reveal the richness of your calling?🤔

• In what ways can you use your creativity to bring joy and healing to others this week?🤔