The darkness in the world overwhelmed me from a young age. My gifts got attacked, my heart broken. I did not understand how people were actually fulfilled in this life, leaving me feeling lost. At the same time I felt so much drive within me to pursue life.

I spoke to nobody about it, thinking ‘there must be something wrong with me?!’

As I did my best to survive, feeling empty. I was unaware of the spiritual forces dragging me into sin and pain, I still longed for love and goodness, so I kept looking for purpose. But I was trapped by warfare; the attack on my identity. Keeping me small.

Inside I still carried burning questions. When my mom got sick, I finally opened up.

I had so much to be grateful for, how was it that I was so unhappy? So broken?

Her light and joy was my inspiration to fight for a good life. To make this life worth living. I had no idea what real happiness would look like, especially after loosing her… But I promised her to try to make the most of it. My hearts mind was made up. I will live life.

But I knew I needed answers. I opened my heart by screaming ‘how can God be real?!’ Which was my first acknowledgement of Him. More than that, it was a scream for help.

Nobody heard me, except Jesus. And He came running after me. He fought for me.

"In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears." - psalm 18:6

His Holy Spirit revealed to me the truth I always longed for; Gods truth about (living) life.

His presence was a love that healed me. It was light so bright, there was nothing else worth living for anymore. He brought PERFECT peace to me. All I was missing was Him.

I just wanted to seek Him with all my heart. Be near to Him at all times. Jesus became my best friend. He started healing my heart and soul; re-wiring my mind and helping me break free from habits that kept me from living truly free. Finally I could be me.

He saved me and gave me a new life. A life of peace. Full of love, faith, joy and hope.

“So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” - 1 Corinthians 13:13

Expressing through art

His Holy Spirit enlightened my whole being, opening my spiritual eyes to Gods truth. Overwhelmed by the revelations from God, I desired to understand them more. Since I received them without reading a bible, I felt the need to visualize them. SHARE THEM.

I wanted to show others what I saw in the Spirit, being convinced it was LIGHT they needed too. So I translated it with paintings and poetry. Ironically, the process molded me more and seeing Gods work staring back at me, is what helped me to believe it harder. That is when I recognized the power of art and realized this was my purpose. From that moment on I said ‘I want to bring Your hopeful truth to people through art’.

HOWEVER Jesus led me through the wilderness, which was not easy but fully worth it. God helped me to grow in spiritual wisdom, discernment, patience, trust and faith.

I thank God for healing and loving me. For blessing me with the gift of knowing Him.

I thank God for being my salvation, my joy, my hope, my love, my light. My whole life.

And I have no greater wish than for YOU to get to know Him as well. God, your Father!

This is called ‘my healing journey’ Only existing thanks to Jesus in me. From death to life.