About

About me:

This is supposed to be the easy part. I find it hard talking about myself, how do I tell you about me in a way that doesn’t sound boastful or arrogant. I mean what I am and who I am is a gift from God. Nothing I do or say is worth anything if God isn’t in it.

I want to be humble because the word says that if you are humble God will lift me up. James 4:10.

So here goes…

My name is Zaskia, I am a wife an mama of 2 wonderful children. I am blessed with the talents I have, and am praying that I get to use them for Gods glory. I am a photographer, I paint, I write, I sing and now I blog… I am merely a paintbrush with which God does the painting. But I have to let Him paint in my life or it would be a total mess.

I am a photographer, but God has all the masterpieces. If He didn’t I would never be able to capture the beauty of His creation. Even then I don’t come close to the real thing. His creation leaves me in awe…

I paint any picture that grabs my attention. And it never looks the same as the real thing. God is awesome and he made each of us unique. So when my paintings don’t come out exactly the way I plan I know that even with the flaws it can be used. The same goes with our lives you know? With all our flaws and hurts God can still paint with us for His glory. Just be the willing paintbrush.. And you can be used too..

Oh and how I love to sing. Sing to the glory of His wonderful name. I’ve tried singing in front of people and I get nervous. 2 Years ago my daughter and I entered a singing competition. I had to be confident for her part. She was just as nervous as I was. But I’m the grownup always telling her to trust God and it will turn out perfect. And if its God will we will win.

But this mama had a fear.. What if they judge me? What if I get off note? But you know what? At that moment when we were both standing in front of those people, I closed my eyes and sang to Him. The world doesn’t matter at all when you’re standing before your King in humble adoration. Yes I was nervous. But with my eyes closed I had more confidence than with them open.

And she believed that we would win. And even though I doubted, we won. Thank you Lord for giving her that faith… The faith of a child. And yes I would love to sing even with my doubts and fears. And I believe if its meant to be.. it will be..

I’ve written poetry from the age of about 11 I think. I was blessed to have one of my poems published in the book Nikita. And then about 2-3 years ago I published my poetry book called Baruch. The word meaning blessed which is how I felt when it all fell into place as soon as it did. There were a few spelling errors in the book which made me feel ashamed.. But God told me with my faults he would use me. And as for the book.. even with the spelling errors he would touch the hearts that needed to be touched. It was up to Him, not me….
And then about 6 years or so ago I started writing stories for children. Stories to teach my children principles and the word of God. They listened closely and loved having their names used in it. None of which is published, but I know if they are meant to be. They will be. As long as my children loved it nothing else mattered, I just wanted them to get to know God better..

And now I blog… I had no idea whaat I was getting myself into.. guess I still don’t but with God holding my hand every step of the way.. I have nothing to lose…

So in a nutshell this is who I am..

I’m leaving you with the lyrics to the song of casting crown, it just feels so right:

Who Am I”

Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt?
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart?

Not because of who I am
But because of what You’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done
But because of who You are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean.
A vapor in the wind.
Still You hear me when I’m calling.
Lord, You catch me when I’m falling.
And You’ve told me who I am.
I am Yours, I am Yours.

Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again?
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me?

Not because of who I am
But because of what You’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done
But because of who You are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean.
A vapor in the wind.
Still You hear me when I’m calling.
Lord, You catch me when I’m falling.
And You’ve told me who I am.
I am Yours.

Not because of who I am
But because of what You’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done
But because of who You are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean.
A vapor in the wind.
Still You hear me when I’m calling.
Lord, You catch me when I’m falling.
And You’ve told me who I am.
I am Yours, I am Yours, I am Yours.

Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
‘Cause I am Yours, I am Yours.

With Love always
Zaskia

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