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frustrations and emotions which
                                                              I could bring to God in prayer
                                                              but often I couldn’t find the
                                                              words. One day I felt that God

                                                              was challenging me to express
                                                              those emotions and thoughts,
                                                              which I couldn’t express
                                                              verbally, in visual form,
                                                              through some kind of art. I
                                                              distinctly remember laughing
                                                              about this, and telling God
                                                              what a stupid idea it was! I
                                                              was, after all, useless at art,

                                                              or so I told him. What I came
                                                              to realise, however, was that
                                                              the ‘quality’ of the art didn’t
                                                              matter and that God would
                                                              delight in whatever I produced,
                                                              simply because it came from me
                                                              and he loved me. I eventually
                                                              decided to give it a go, though
                                                              I was far from convinced about
                                                              it.



                                                              What a surprise I had! I was
                                                              amazed at how much it helped me
                                                              to be able to express myself in
                                                              ways that didn’t involve words.
                                                              Thus, I discovered art
                                                              journaling and soon began to
                                                              realise that thousands of
                                                              other people around the world
                                                              were all doing the same thing.

                                                              Who would have thought! Art
                                                              journaling is not about the
                                                              standard of your art (though I
                                                              did, to my surprise, find
                                                              myself gradually improving),
                                                              but about the process, about
                                                              how it makes you feel, and how
                                                              it helps you to deal with your
                                                              emotions and circumstances.


                                                              Trying to paint, while lying

                                                              down, however, is problematic.
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