Psychosis

In 2018, My family thought I was crazy because I was destroying stuff. What led me to do that is I had a mental illness, psychosis; I was strapped to the moving hospital bed and was loaded into the ambulance. My eyes were closed the whole time. All I saw were beaming bright lights like the lights from heaven were shining on me. As the ambulance drove, I saw nothing but whiteness. It was a real vision.

“For the kingdom of heaven is as a man traveling into a far country, who called his own servants, and delivered unto them his goods.” – Matthew 25:14

Having psychosis in the past felt terrible; I was living in constant fear and paranoia; I saw many scary and beautiful images at different times. If it wasn’t for this mental illness, I wouldn’t have the ideas to paint my two paintings.

My relatives would tell me to forget about it and to not focus on it. I don’t dwell on the past, but I remember memorable memories of Jesus manifesting himself to me. This is something most people don’t understand. When God manifests himself to us, we need to remember who he is and his greatness; we should never forget that he cares about his sheep.

“My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.” – John 10:27

Lastly, I want to thank the first buyer of my first ever acrylic painting. It means so much to me. I appreciate the support and that first payment was spend on buying more art materials. It was a huge encouragement; difficult to explain in words how grateful I feel. I’m so thankful she found me.