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Oil paint on canvas

They say Vulnerability is the courage to show your genuine self. I will take this opportunity to strip myself vulnerable and confess my truth. Like Lazarus, I was dead. I was an empty shell. My body was intact, functioning, surviving but inside my shell I was dying, struggling until I no longer feel anything. Darkness engulfed me in the most brutal way and I was struggling to find a way out but then decided to linger and let it consumed me. Hatred, Anger, Doubt, Isolation. Until a presence found me inside the abyss of my own making. A Man who offered me something and nothing in return. He offered me Love. That He will love me even if I sinned. He will Love me even if I was nothing. He will love me even if I carry the baggage of destruction with me. I denied my reflection in the mirror yet he showed me my image with sincere love to embrace my own.

I am alive. I am not an empty shell. I am now a soul with purpose. By God, I vow to live and tell His Truth, His Love with a paint brush. I will devout my life to paint The Man who brought me back to life. The Man who showed me how to adore even the simplest act of love that Darkness and Death will never save me. The Man who is keeping me alive. I studied his face and painted my own interpretation, my own version of his robe, his Eyes, nose, lips, his hair, like I am painting a still life portrait in my head. Portrait of the Man who took me out of the dark. His Name Is Jesus.

I dedicate this Painting to you. To the lonely soul, To the brokenhearted, To the griever, To the sinner. To the person who lingers in darkness. I was once like you. A soul who struggled living in this cruel world. But somewhere in my darkness a familiar presence found me and guide me out of the dark that consumes the life out of me. When I got out of my darkness He gave me light to see things I didn't know were there all along. That my eyes were blinded by my own hands, my anger, my hatred, my sadness, my darkness. I've learned that not everything is cruel. Somewhere in the horizon a simple happiness can be found. Someone told me Pain is meant to be felt. You are in pain right now because you Loved and therefore you're hurt. Happiness will never be possible if you never know what pain is like. It is a happiness by design. When you thought that God abandoned you but in truth He is everywhere, waiting for you to notice Him. He is the footprints in the sand, carrying you all this time.

I meant this painting to reach when you are in your darkness. You are a human being. You are a Man with Life and Darkness consumes that Life out of you. He did not came for the righteous he came for the sinners, for the poor, for the lost souls. And after everything you've been through... you are Worthy to be Loved.

-Jaf

Description
Oil paint on canvas

They say Vulnerability is the courage to show your genuine self. I will take this opportunity to strip myself vulnerable and confess my truth. Like Lazarus, I was dead. I was an empty shell. My body was intact, functioning, surviving but inside my shell I was dying, struggling until I no longer feel anything. Darkness engulfed me in the most brutal way and I was struggling to find a way out but then decided to linger and let it consumed me. Hatred, Anger, Doubt, Isolation. Until a presence found me inside the abyss of my own making. A Man who offered me something and nothing in return. He offered me Love. That He will love me even if I sinned. He will Love me even if I was nothing. He will love me even if I carry the baggage of destruction with me. I denied my reflection in the mirror yet he showed me my image with sincere love to embrace my own.

I am alive. I am not an empty shell. I am now a soul with purpose. By God, I vow to live and tell His Truth, His Love with a paint brush. I will devout my life to paint The Man who brought me back to life. The Man who showed me how to adore even the simplest act of love that Darkness and Death will never save me. The Man who is keeping me alive. I studied his face and painted my own interpretation, my own version of his robe, his Eyes, nose, lips, his hair, like I am painting a still life portrait in my head. Portrait of the Man who took me out of the dark. His Name Is Jesus.

I dedicate this Painting to you. To the lonely soul, To the brokenhearted, To the griever, To the sinner. To the person who lingers in darkness. I was once like you. A soul who struggled living in this cruel world. But somewhere in my darkness a familiar presence found me and guide me out of the dark that consumes the life out of me. When I got out of my darkness He gave me light to see things I didn't know were there all along. That my eyes were blinded by my own hands, my anger, my hatred, my sadness, my darkness. I've learned that not everything is cruel. Somewhere in the horizon a simple happiness can be found. Someone told me Pain is meant to be felt. You are in pain right now because you Loved and therefore you're hurt. Happiness will never be possible if you never know what pain is like. It is a happiness by design. When you thought that God abandoned you but in truth He is everywhere, waiting for you to notice Him. He is the footprints in the sand, carrying you all this time.

I meant this painting to reach when you are in your darkness. You are a human being. You are a Man with Life and Darkness consumes that Life out of you. He did not came for the righteous he came for the sinners, for the poor, for the lost souls. And after everything you've been through... you are Worthy to be Loved.

-Jaf