This is going to ruffle some feathers
Art imitates life, as they say.
I’m rarely ever able to share my testimony as within it reveals the horror of other people’s lives. I never want to throw stones at someone else when I can clearly be throwing them at myself for my own mistakes.
I suppose i can keep it simple. I can share what I ask God for everyday and that’s to give me the ability to love like him and not the love that I was taught.
Choose to create today. Let your pain flow through you and transfer it into your version of art.
















































































