Italy felt like a gift I didn’t strive for.
I walked through Rome
tears sitting quietly behind my eyes.

it felt undeserved.

And I just kept thinking - God, how did this become my life?

Rome was ancient. Steady. Worn in the most beautiful way.

Stone streets that have seen centuries.
cathedrals stretching toward heaven.
Words spoken that my mind hadn’t met before.
Two becoming one.

Every frame felt like worship.
And I got to film it.
Your creation. Your detail. Your design.
A deeper meaning of creating. I realized this job has never just been a job.

It has been an invitation.

An invitation to create as He creates.
To notice what He notices.

To slow down long enough
to see the way light wraps around a veil
or how a groom’s eyes light up
when he sees His bride

And inspiration from You has never felt like pressure. It feels like an invitation.

Rome reminded me that obedience leads to places I could never plan myself.
And if my camera and open hands lead me to proximity to you

then I will keep saying yes to the invitation.