I am often frustrated because I feel the need to put my pain into words or pictures. And sometimes I'm not able to. But it is a blessing when I can. Sometimes I am also encouraged by other people's art or writing because it gives a voice to what I feel but can't express.
I drew this when I felt overwhelmed with spiritual attacks . . . like I was cornered, trying to hide myself from Satan's flaming arrows.
Arrows flying at my head (I know, it's a lame stick figure!) |
I drew this one this past fall when I was dealing with a combination of depression and spiritual warfare. The feeling of drowning . . . desperately trying to keep your head above the water but being pulled under.
Drowning |
Another spiritual warfare one . . . the feeling that Satan was tearing my heart apart.
BUT, even in the pain, there is beauty.
There is hope.
There is healing.