Anything can happen
3 years ago after I had my 4th baby. I was in a deep dark postpartum depression, full of anxiety, and I had horrible insomnia. I was at the weakest and most hopeless point of my life. If you were to ask me if I’d ever feel myself again, i truly didn’t know. It was so very hard. The one image that brought me some peace was Jesus and I locked arm in arm in the garden before his crucifix. He would tell me that he also understood and walked out anxiety before the cross, and I felt seen and known. That space was where I went every night as fear would come in… wondering if I’d sleep at all that night or not. In those years I reached a place of being okay with not being okay. I made some wise decisions such as a finding a good counselor, and for a time I took antidepressants to help me in the hardest months. I would have never thought it possible to say that I could be myself again, belly laughing, enjoying life, and not feeling the heaviness anymore. Jesus delivered me from all my fears, he brought me up out of the pit, and put my feet on a solid rock. He delivered me because he delighted in me. The deliverance didn’t come over night like I had hoped, but I wouldn’t trade what I gained in the fire for anything. Do I ever want to go back to that space, heck no! But, I am thankful for the journey of learning to lean and surrender when it felt like all hope was lost.
If you feel all hope is lost today, and you don’t know how you’re going to get thru. He hears your cries. And I’m here to tell you, this is not the last feeling you will feel. Anything is possible… he will move mountains for you. He wants to deliver you, and he will heal. He’s that good. He’s that kind, and he’s that faithful. Anything is possible. I’m a living testimony of this.
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On arches watercolor paper
9” x 12”
3 years ago after I had my 4th baby. I was in a deep dark postpartum depression, full of anxiety, and I had horrible insomnia. I was at the weakest and most hopeless point of my life. If you were to ask me if I’d ever feel myself again, i truly didn’t know. It was so very hard. The one image that brought me some peace was Jesus and I locked arm in arm in the garden before his crucifix. He would tell me that he also understood and walked out anxiety before the cross, and I felt seen and known. That space was where I went every night as fear would come in… wondering if I’d sleep at all that night or not. In those years I reached a place of being okay with not being okay. I made some wise decisions such as a finding a good counselor, and for a time I took antidepressants to help me in the hardest months. I would have never thought it possible to say that I could be myself again, belly laughing, enjoying life, and not feeling the heaviness anymore. Jesus delivered me from all my fears, he brought me up out of the pit, and put my feet on a solid rock. He delivered me because he delighted in me. The deliverance didn’t come over night like I had hoped, but I wouldn’t trade what I gained in the fire for anything. Do I ever want to go back to that space, heck no! But, I am thankful for the journey of learning to lean and surrender when it felt like all hope was lost.
If you feel all hope is lost today, and you don’t know how you’re going to get thru. He hears your cries. And I’m here to tell you, this is not the last feeling you will feel. Anything is possible… he will move mountains for you. He wants to deliver you, and he will heal. He’s that good. He’s that kind, and he’s that faithful. Anything is possible. I’m a living testimony of this.
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On arches watercolor paper
9” x 12”
3 years ago after I had my 4th baby. I was in a deep dark postpartum depression, full of anxiety, and I had horrible insomnia. I was at the weakest and most hopeless point of my life. If you were to ask me if I’d ever feel myself again, i truly didn’t know. It was so very hard. The one image that brought me some peace was Jesus and I locked arm in arm in the garden before his crucifix. He would tell me that he also understood and walked out anxiety before the cross, and I felt seen and known. That space was where I went every night as fear would come in… wondering if I’d sleep at all that night or not. In those years I reached a place of being okay with not being okay. I made some wise decisions such as a finding a good counselor, and for a time I took antidepressants to help me in the hardest months. I would have never thought it possible to say that I could be myself again, belly laughing, enjoying life, and not feeling the heaviness anymore. Jesus delivered me from all my fears, he brought me up out of the pit, and put my feet on a solid rock. He delivered me because he delighted in me. The deliverance didn’t come over night like I had hoped, but I wouldn’t trade what I gained in the fire for anything. Do I ever want to go back to that space, heck no! But, I am thankful for the journey of learning to lean and surrender when it felt like all hope was lost.
If you feel all hope is lost today, and you don’t know how you’re going to get thru. He hears your cries. And I’m here to tell you, this is not the last feeling you will feel. Anything is possible… he will move mountains for you. He wants to deliver you, and he will heal. He’s that good. He’s that kind, and he’s that faithful. Anything is possible. I’m a living testimony of this.
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On arches watercolor paper
9” x 12”