This past week, I had the privilege of teaching lighting to the School of Photography students at YWAM Dunham. It wasn’t just another class on how to use studio gear—it was a week that reminded me why teaching is one of the deepest loves of my life.
There’s something sacred about standing in front of a group of young creatives and inviting them not just to learn but to see—to see light differently, to see people differently, and to see themselves differently.
Teaching Isn’t Just Transferring Skills
Yes, I taught them how to turn on studio lights, modify them with softboxes and grids, calculate exposure using ISO, light power, and distance, and set a custom white balance so their images are true to life.
But more than that, I taught them to think, to ask why, and to see photography not just as a craft but as a language—one that speaks identity, beauty, and truth.
The Journey Is Still in Progress
Throughout the week, I shared pieces of my journey. It’s not a finished story—far from it. Many of my dreams haven’t come true yet. But I’m not discouraged. I’m not 80 like Moses when God called him to lead. I still have time. And so do you.
I’ve worked in some challenging roles that didn’t feel glamorous or even meaningful at the time. But looking back, I see the “wax on, wax off” moments. Like in The Karate Kid, they were preparing me. God used repetition to build muscle memory for service, discipline, and endurance.
Learning to Communicate, Learning to Connect
We explored more than just lighting gear. I introduced them to communicators like Vanessa Van Edwards, who teaches how body language and presence are keys to influence. Her tips on how people present themselves in profile pictures aren’t just for self-branding—they’re tools for photographers to help others feel confident and seen.
And that’s what I’m always trying to do as a teacher: help people feel seen, not just for what they can do but for who they are.
Teaching Isn’t a One-Way Street
Most people don’t realize that I didn’t just come to serve—I came to be served, too. This week, the students gave me something. Each time I teach, I grow. I learn to communicate more clearly, listen more deeply, and love more fully.
I spent this week praying for each of them and talking with close friends about how I could show up better and make each student feel heard. When you “make teachers of those you meet,” you give them permission to step into their calling. You provide them with room to bring their gifts to life.
And when I get to do that—when I get to teach and serve—I feel the Holy Spirit most alive. That’s when the joy rushes in.
The Gift of Teaching
Teaching isn’t just one of the things I do. It’s one of my greatest loves because it brings me closer to people. Because it brings me closer to God. And because I know I’m doing what I was made to do in those moments.
So if you’re a creative, a student, a photographer, or a friend—remember this: you have something to give. And maybe, just maybe, part of your journey will be teaching others to see what they couldn’t before.
Thanks for letting me be part of your story. You’ve become a part of mine.