Art Therapy Retreat Center
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Have you ever wondered what your purpose in life is? I did for so long, and over the years I have had this amazing dream, a vision, a dream to restore hope, heal the wounded soul, finally find freedom, not just for me but for the broken.
For 7 years frrom the age of 7-14 my step- dad sexually abused me, raped me, and tormented me.Growing up in a broken home is all too common. The years it took me to rebuild my life was a journey. I say my story is sadly beautiful, because it is about hope, rescue, redemption, forgiveness and it isn't finished.
While I was struggling in my early 20s with the shame I felt from the abuse and the choices I made as a result of it, the Lord spoke to my heart and told me to paint what I couldn't say, what I couldn't feel. Afterwards I looked at the colorful mess and it was then for the first time I saw that I could feel and my feelings were of worth. Shortly after that the Lord spoke to my heart and told me to write a book and to speak to others. For years I ignored that call on my life. He kept whispering into my heart and after many years I did write and have started speaking. During that time I saw a vision of a place that was a sanctuary where women could come anytime to find rest, safety, a place to heal, a place to paint, have a massage, a place to find freedom. In my vision it was a red house with 2 trees and a porch off the side somewhere on the water.
A few years after that vision I was at a prayer and worship meeting at a Church where I knew no one. God spoke to my heart and said " I have collected all the tears you could not cry in these empty jars" After that I started a book called Empty Jars. At that meeting a young woman came and prayed over me and she prayed that I would have the strength and wisdom to build this house, the beauty to build this house. She kept praying about this house! I know it is the same house that was in my vision!
In the last few years God has made a way for me to open a salon, and an art studio where I hold art therapy classes. I do not have a college degree, except for my license as a hairdresser. But in obedience I have done this and so many women have come and found freedom and healing! Ususally I do these classes for free, or for what a person can afford, and people have been gracious to donate supplies to help me. But that does not always happen. The overhead is high, I'm always behind, and it's a stressful struggle to keep it open.
I started praying God would give me a space for free. a space to have my classes, a space for these broken hearts to come and money wouldn't hold any one back!
I am always looking at property, and the other day I opened my email and saw a listing for a property that looks like the vision I had!
A red house with two trees and a porch to the side! There is a seperate space with an additional guest house, an old barn that has been redone, and it's on a river!
The home would be the place of refuge, a place of safety! The barn would be a gathering area for retreats, art therapy and more!
God is so much bigger than the money! I have driven by the property a few times, prayed over the land.
Is this the place He has for me? The place He has set apart?
Be apart of something bigger than yourself, bigger than me!
I am ready for this vision, this dream to become a reality! It's not just something I want to do, it's something I need to do, it's a burning desire, I have to do this!
Can you imagine, being so broken , feeling alone, unloved, rejected, then coming to this place, and feel loved, accepted, being able to rest , to create, to heal!
I am ready to go where God calls me, to fullfill this dream. But, I can't do it alone. If we all work together it can be done!
Fearless Ministires can come to life, broken hearts can be restored!
Jeremiah 29:11New International Version (NIV)
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Please help me raise 1 million dollars to purchase the property, pay the taxes, gather the supplies and the furinture needed.
God owns everything and He can distribute it!!
Thank you!
Blessings
Destiny Jackson
For 7 years frrom the age of 7-14 my step- dad sexually abused me, raped me, and tormented me.Growing up in a broken home is all too common. The years it took me to rebuild my life was a journey. I say my story is sadly beautiful, because it is about hope, rescue, redemption, forgiveness and it isn't finished.
While I was struggling in my early 20s with the shame I felt from the abuse and the choices I made as a result of it, the Lord spoke to my heart and told me to paint what I couldn't say, what I couldn't feel. Afterwards I looked at the colorful mess and it was then for the first time I saw that I could feel and my feelings were of worth. Shortly after that the Lord spoke to my heart and told me to write a book and to speak to others. For years I ignored that call on my life. He kept whispering into my heart and after many years I did write and have started speaking. During that time I saw a vision of a place that was a sanctuary where women could come anytime to find rest, safety, a place to heal, a place to paint, have a massage, a place to find freedom. In my vision it was a red house with 2 trees and a porch off the side somewhere on the water.
A few years after that vision I was at a prayer and worship meeting at a Church where I knew no one. God spoke to my heart and said " I have collected all the tears you could not cry in these empty jars" After that I started a book called Empty Jars. At that meeting a young woman came and prayed over me and she prayed that I would have the strength and wisdom to build this house, the beauty to build this house. She kept praying about this house! I know it is the same house that was in my vision!
In the last few years God has made a way for me to open a salon, and an art studio where I hold art therapy classes. I do not have a college degree, except for my license as a hairdresser. But in obedience I have done this and so many women have come and found freedom and healing! Ususally I do these classes for free, or for what a person can afford, and people have been gracious to donate supplies to help me. But that does not always happen. The overhead is high, I'm always behind, and it's a stressful struggle to keep it open.
I started praying God would give me a space for free. a space to have my classes, a space for these broken hearts to come and money wouldn't hold any one back!
I am always looking at property, and the other day I opened my email and saw a listing for a property that looks like the vision I had!
A red house with two trees and a porch to the side! There is a seperate space with an additional guest house, an old barn that has been redone, and it's on a river!
The home would be the place of refuge, a place of safety! The barn would be a gathering area for retreats, art therapy and more!
God is so much bigger than the money! I have driven by the property a few times, prayed over the land.
Is this the place He has for me? The place He has set apart?
Be apart of something bigger than yourself, bigger than me!
I am ready for this vision, this dream to become a reality! It's not just something I want to do, it's something I need to do, it's a burning desire, I have to do this!
Can you imagine, being so broken , feeling alone, unloved, rejected, then coming to this place, and feel loved, accepted, being able to rest , to create, to heal!
I am ready to go where God calls me, to fullfill this dream. But, I can't do it alone. If we all work together it can be done!
Fearless Ministires can come to life, broken hearts can be restored!
Jeremiah 29:11New International Version (NIV)
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Please help me raise 1 million dollars to purchase the property, pay the taxes, gather the supplies and the furinture needed.
God owns everything and He can distribute it!!
Thank you!
Blessings
Destiny Jackson
Organizer
Destiny Jackson
Organizer
Chippewa Falls, WI
