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The Heart To See

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Life is beautiful and no high tech camera can capture it, but I hope these snapshots will help me remember those moments in my life when I witnessed His artwork. Have the heart to see, that all these were created for you and me.

Highest Love

I could feel His warmth through the sun, Giving His love no matter what I’ve done. The wind is His breath and embrace, Blowing into my soul - His endless grace. Surrendering is just the start. I could taste His tears in the rain, Showing He cries for me and shares my pain. The rainbow is His smile of hope, Painting my spirit with strength to cope. Keeping a sinner near His heart. He promised me eternity. His presence is already heaven for me. His face I’m unworthy to touch, Why does He love a lost sheep this much? Swearing we’ll never be apart. Surrendering is just the start, Keeping a sinner near His heart, Swearing, ‘We’ll never be apart.’ 07/11/08 I wrote for My Savior

Dark Forest

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A Light in the Dark Forest (Acrylic on Illustration Board) I was in my freshmen year second semester when I did this for Art class. Back then I used to view my college life like I was in a Dark Forest. Full of unknown animals just looking and waiting. This fairy symbolized someone who shines in her own way, too good to be true. She guided people who were near enough to her as her brightness lit up a fraction of the forest. People like me behind her saw and realized that this dark forest is beautiful in one way or another. Others will always look, stare and judge, for brightness in this dark forest is alien and strange.

Stuff

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A Collection of Something Conviction (Colored-Pencil) Compassion (Pen) Bone (Pencil) Boy (Pen) Strumming (Pen) Tuning and Milk (Pen)

No one is coming

“No one is coming.” Shard told herself as she cried alone on her bed on a Thursday cloudy afternoon. She desperately wanted to go back to her old self, when she could focus on the bright side of life. Somehow she wanted to fight off her shadows, anger and pain but her tears betrayed her. She called out and cried out but no one could hear her. She tried to grab a helping hand but no one was offering one. She lied still on her bed, watched her tears slid across her nose and down to her cheek. She pushed herself to wait for someone to save her. The seconds felt like hours and minutes felt like days. Right there, she understood that she was alone and that no one was coming. She sat up, wiped her tears and blew her nose. She stared at the window and figured out that a good liar can never be seen crying. She stood up and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Shard’s conviction is that water can be a make up to cover the traces of her tears.

Rachele’s Story

Rachele’s Story By: Shard Linch God gave you a mother. And you asked, “Where is my father?” God said, “Beloved, I gave you your mother, to stand as your father.” When you look at other people’s lives, they too are fatherless just like you, and some are motherless. But you, God said, “Rachele, Fely is a special person, a wonderful woman and the perfect soul, who could raise you according to my plans. I have chosen her and her life for you. However, if I have given you a father, you won’t be the beautiful person that I created you to be and soon that you will be…” Rest on God’s love and trust His plans. Your life today was given to you. Because your life and its pain and burden, Are the essential ingredients that will build and raise you, Into the person and soul that you were meant to be. By God. If you don’t trust God, you will doubt His plans, you will doubt its results and you alone will be nothing. Trust Him. Embrace His love. YOU are

Hand Art

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a model - ballpen 2006 (one of my favorite movies) City of Angels - pencil 2005 angelic heartache - pencil 2006 love that lusts - pencil 2007