I am...
I am a forever growing artist who loves Jesus.
I wonder about life’s purpose for everything in creation.
I hear the wondrous melody of nature’s beauty that drifts through my mind.
I see the impact of a man by the name of Walt and all his ideations.
I want to go the distance and live the delicate life of mine that God has designed.
I am a forever growing artist who loves Jesus.
I sometimes pretend to be something I’m not for the sake of acceptance.
I feel the emotional trials of high school tugging on my heart.
I touch the smooth stroke of a paintbrush against a canvas.
I worry about the journey ahead of me and the missions for which I will embark.
I cry for all the pain, inhumanity, and death that infect this world.
I am a forever growing artist who loves Jesus.
I understand the key to prosperity and the advantages of life without worry.
I say that there is always more than meets the eye.
I dream that someday I will be a part of Disney and their story.
I try to live every day to the fullest as if I were to leave at the end and say goodbye.
I hope that we learn to love in more ways than one.
I am a forever growing artist who loves Jesus.
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