Through hitting a low a couple weeks ago the Lord opened a whole new world..... and most of my healing time has come through painting. I am in awe of how such a simple tool, a paint brush, can transform me and help me heal. When I am painting I feel like I am in another world, completely taken away, and I am at peace.
Most of my struggles lately have been with really low self-esteem. When I got stressed out I felt like I was not good enough for anything. I felt like God was asking way too much through three kids who really do at times.
Through painting the Lord gave me creativity to find some self-esteem again. Lately I have painted some girls and have found verses from the Bible to adorn each one. These paintings have helped me be brave, and they will continue to point me heavenly as I see them. They are reminders to me of who I am in Christ; I am His daughter who can do this and who is precious in His eyes.
A couple weeks ago I knew beauty would come and the truth is more will, more beauty then I can see. But another truth is God has already brought beauty through falling.
Falling hard lead me to paint, painting is leading me to healing, and both are creating something more beautiful then I could see at the start.