I pulled up to the quaint, white house where every window was decorated in green wreaths and red bows. Diana met me at the door with a big hug and led me into the kitchen where she was baking gluten-free muffins. Diana has a glow about her and, it’s not just because she’s pregnant. Everywhere she goes, she carries a welcoming presence with her. I met Diana through a mutual friend, but we’ve only had short exchanges in passing at church, so I was excited to spend time with her. She poured me a mug of coffee, and we started sharing our stories.
As she sat there pregnant with her first baby, Diana recounted the ways God had been faithful in her life. Originally from Canada, Diana spent 5 years teaching in Haiti (during the earthquake). In Haiti she met her best friend, Sarah (our mutual friend). After her time in Haiti, Diana moved to Kansas City where she married Sarah’s husband’s best friend (best friends married best friends--isn’t that perfect?) Now Diana serves the Kansas City community in several ways including advocating for CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocates), where she meets with a local family regularly and represents the foster siblings in court.
I asked Diana about what she’s learned being pregnant. She responded, “I’m in awe of who God is through all of this. There is a baby growing inside of me right now. He really is a creator and invites us to create with Him.” As she shared about the beautiful reality of pregnancy, I couldn’t help but notice Diana repeating the phrase “in awe.” It’s true--this human experience exudes a supernatural beauty within us. Diana reflected on the many joys of pregnancy including the comfort in having a good friend as her doctor, but the idea of labor itself feels daunting. All the unknowns flooded her mind: “What will it feel like?” “Will there be complications?” “Can I do I really do it naturally?” Even in the uncertainty, I see how Diana firmly holds her trust in the Lord’s good character. She reminds herself of truth by memorizing scripture for the times she feels doubt or fear.
Later, we walked upstairs where Diana showed me the baby’s nursery. The winter sun seeped into the room through the big window which highlighted the clean, white walls. Everything in the room felt illuminated. In front of the window, where the the baby crib sits, is the space Diana once claimed for painting. This room is where she’d stare out at the colorful magnolia tree in their front yard and paint snippets of God’s beauty on paper. Now, Diana gladly uses the kitchen as a makeshift area to do her painting, but she still enjoys making gifts for friends and strangers from all over the world through Etsy.
Diana shares her love of painting on Etsy as Open Window Papery. The name of her business reflects that very window in her room where she found inspiration in creating art. It also encompasses the open posture she holds towards God and the beautiful world He leads us to discover. This openness is how Diana receives inspiration to demonstrate and reflect God's beauty through art. In a world full of branding, social media promotion, and making everything big, Diana stays grounded in her business by keeping it simple. She doesn’t get wrapped up in the pressures of business that suffocate her passion but is content using her gifts in the ways she feels called. I admire her desire for authenticity and am glad she shares her talent with us.
During this Advent season, Diana waits in hopeful anticipation for her own baby to arrive. It’s evident how God has used this season of growing life to draw her closer to Himself. I love that Diana doesn’t ignore the fears that the unknown brings but rather embraces them with the truth of God, which keeps her grounded in the midst of change. Diana holds her heart wide open not just when she paints, but as she boldly steps into all that God has in store for her and her new family. That’s flourishing. And just as God has been faithful in and out of every season of Diana’s life, I believe that He will also be faithful as she confidently approaches the gift and uncertainty of motherhood.