This is my newest meaningful art project.
It’s a little bit different, isn’t it? But as simple as this project is (just fabric stapled around a canvas), the story behind it is one of my favorites.
Buying fabric is Gabon is always an interesting experience. There is a ton of great, really fun and colorful stuff, but you also need to look closely at the pattern, just to make sure you notice if it has cell phones or dollar signs or pieces of fruit.
A few days before I left Gabon, several of our friends bought me a few going-away gifts, including a few yards of this fabric. I’ll admit, I was a little surprised at the chickens at first, but they explained they had chosen it so I would always remember my children at Hope House. They talked about the way I would come into the medical clinic, always with children that I loved as though they were mine.
I, of course, teared up.
Then Papi Joe, who is a bit of a class clown, said in his limited English, “Kristy is the mama chicken!”
Which made me laugh.
And this makes me remember my kids in Africa, and my friends who do a better job at loving people like Jesus than anyone else I know.