This week, having already been one week into my new job, I had never been so tempted to simply quit drawing-
"I won't have the strength."
"Nobody cares about my art."
"I already have enough to live off of- Why work to get the job I might never get?"
"It's not like anyone even notices me!"

But then God came to me this afternoon and inspired me once more- Just like he had with my comic.
I've prayed and worshiped before, but never like this. Never with my stylus and graphics tablet.
Never with my digital art. Never so sincerely. I cried a few times as I watched the concept come together in my head.
It was liberating.

I don't know what your life is like right now, regardless of what worries you feel- I hope this heals you in some
small way just as it did me.
Some day I hope to make it big. Some day I hope I can live off of the drawings I make.
Until then, I rest in God and know he will get me to pure and true peace and an absolute alignment with his will,
in his time, in his way.