This is my story...

    When I was 27, I had a dream that I encountered Jesus. It was a beautiful mountain where there was a big tree. We were under the shade of the tree. And we looked upon the beautiful, silent nature. It was the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen before. God gave me a desire to paint what I saw at His presence. With faith but no experience, I picked up my paintbrush and started to paint.  In the Spring of 2019, I began to experience severe back pains that progressively got worse throughout the weeks.  I had to check the pains and had to go through many exams. The result was not favorable to me and the doctor confirmed that I had stage 4 breast cancer. My diagnosis changed everything upside down, and a different world awaited me. It smears in my life and changes all my plans, dreams, and thoughts. I looked back at my life that I had been living. It just passed through like a movie. I started to see my past. There were days when I realized that there were things harder than being a cancer patient.  All that time, I saw that Jesus was there for me. So I gathered strength from the knowing that Jesus was always there for me. I believed that Jesus was going to carry me and hold me through it all.  Through the physical pains, I realized the deeper meaning of blessing that the Lord had meant to teach me. When I diagnosed stage 4 breast cancer 2019,  a large number of intercessory prayers and the help of many doctors and nurses stepped in as support groups. After a year, now my cancer is in remission. I thought that when my cancer was gone, everything would be peaceful. However, there was another journey waiting for me. There were still hard times that I could not share with others. During those hard times, I found that painting was a good way to express my emotions.  I remembered the vision that Jesus had given me years ago. That desire, painting, was meant for this time. When things got hard, or it was hard to endure that by myself, Jesus inspired me to let my emotions go out on the canvas. I felt a strong connection with the Lord. I am always listening, talking, and praying when I am painting. I pray that through my paintings help those who are facing their own physical hardships or losing hope. I pray that my paintings give them hope and encouragement . . . and you may experience the mind of Christ . . .