It's not really about me. It's all about the Artist in me.
Art is the language of emotions.
Emotions come from within, and an artist can be easily described by what he or she draws the most. Their art is what best describe them.
There's no need for words, you only need to look with your eyes. Words aren't as powerful as actions, yet an action without a word is always ignored. So here I'll declare what God has done in my life.
I'm not the painter. I'm the brush the Artist holds.
I'm not the writer. I'm the pen the Artist grips.
I'm not the artist. I'm the tool the Artist use.
To those of you who don't know, I am a tool of this great and awesome Artist who had created it all. He is an Artist capable of creating a masterpiece from a scratch. His canvass is your life. His stories are yours. His songs are your feelings. His pictures are of you smiling. He is the God that I serve, the Artist that I adore. He is my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
See the colors He painted in my life. Listen to the story He wrote for me. Hear the songs He sings for me. Look at the pictures He sees of me. That is the Artist I am talking about, the Artist who makes something beautiful out of a trash like me.
2 Corinthians 4:18 "Fix your eyes not on what is seen but on what is unseen, for what is seen is temporary, and what is unseen is eternal."