Tears rolled down her cheeks, staining her pillow with black gobbets from her tear-smudged mascara. She had a blade in one hand and bruises on her wrist. A bottle of vodka to ease her pain and blood stains on her mattress. Her heart was broken for her love had been forsaken by the only man she had given her all to. The moonlight filtered through her tattered curtains. Her windows creaked in the evening breeze, as old newspapers rattled across her bedroom floor.
Halls and Walls: The Promises of God
This is painting of a young girl who was pronounced dead a myriad times, as well as incapable of having a normal life (should she survive) by her doctors. She was born at five months and is a living testimony: thanks to the prayers of her family and others who stood by them in prayer. Here, she is seen holding the index finger of her mother, a gesture that proved she still had life within her, and to the left of the painting stands Jesus: He came to give her life at the point where all seemed hopeless.