This past week, I had the privilege of teaching lighting to the School of Photography students at YWAM Dunham. It wasnāt just another class on how to use studio gearāit was a week that reminded me why teaching is one of the deepest loves of my life.
Thereās something sacred about standing in front of a group of young creatives and inviting them not just to learn but to seeāto see light differently, to see people differently, and to see themselves differently.
Teaching Isnāt 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 languageāone that speaks identity, beauty, and truth.
The Journey Is Still in Progress
Throughout the week, I shared pieces of my journey. Itās not a finished storyāfar from it. Many of my dreams havenāt come true yet. But Iām not discouraged. Iām not 80 like Moses when God called him to lead. I still have time. And so do you.
Iāve worked in some challenging roles that didnāt feel glamorous or even meaningful at the time. But looking back, I see the āwax on, wax offā 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 arenāt just for self-brandingātheyāre tools for photographers to help others feel confident and seen.
And thatās what Iām always trying to do as a teacher: help people feel seen, not just for what they can do but for who they are.
Teaching Isnāt a One-Way Street
Most people donāt realize that I didnāt just come to serveāI 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,ā 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 thatāwhen I get to teach and serveāI feel the Holy Spirit most alive. Thatās when the joy rushes in.
The Gift of Teaching
Teaching isnāt just one of the things I do. Itās one of my greatest loves because it brings me closer to people. Because it brings me closer to God. And because I know Iām doing what I was made to do in those moments.
So if youāre a creative, a student, a photographer, or a friendāremember this: you have something to give. And maybe, just maybe, part of your journey will be teaching others to see what they couldnāt before.
Thanks for letting me be part of your story. Youāve become a part of mine.




















