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He’s the Master Artist

  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • Dec 26, 2024
  • 1 min read

You are living proof that God is the master Artist. He looked upon you—broken, burdened by sin—and in His boundless mercy, made you clean. Stained crimson by His blood, you were washed white as snow, transformed into a canvas for His glory. With each brushstroke of grace, He paints images of hope, redemption, and beauty upon your soul.


You became His blank page upon which He pens poems of eternal peace and unfailing love. In His handwriting, He etched one simple, profound truth: worthy.


You are the stone in the hands of a divine Sculptor, chipped and refined with care. With each strike, He shapes you into the masterpiece you were always created to be—a reflection of His heart, a child of the Almighty, created for His glory and beloved beyond measure.🤍


 
 
 

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