by Delia Leow
Inspiration for this illustration came to me during a period of stagnancy and discontent. After a series of exciting yet exhausting camps/school trips/mugging sessions, I started questioning whether I really wanted to spend my life being so restless; going through the motions and hypes that are so often temporal. I know this sounds really typical; tired, stressed and weary Junior College kid who wants to 'yolo' and elope with her cat. I've always had an interest in the creative industry, be it in the form of illustration, paintings, typography and basically anything that make your eyes spazz out in their sockets. But that's not all that I loved - beautiful pieces were great and all but what really drew me to the arts was the meaning behind it all. I loved tracing the details of someone's work and finding the outline of their heart. I loved weaving meaning into a blank canvas with every stroke of the hand. I loved being able to whisper and shout without a single word and listen without any answer.... all of which my place in the rat race restrains my ability to do so. Plus, all my crazy activities made me so tired and preoccupied with the world. What was the meaning in that?
Therefore, I did what any distressed teenager would have done: I went on Tumblr and scrolled through pretty pictures. The more I looked through the different works, the more I was consumed in self pity: What am I doing with my life?
It was still I chanced upon this typography piece that literally made me go: "woah". Stamped on the page were majestic characters that resounded with such boldness and authority. However, what captivated me was the fact that the letters bled out into wonderful swirls that danced around the otherwise empty spaces.
It reminded me of the Lord my God. Some people may question this and be like "What? I don't see the link." Well, LET ME EXPLAIN.
He was as glorious and powerful, yet enchantingly beautiful in every single way. I just fell in love with how amazing He is allllll over again.
Then, it struck me:
This indescribably amazing God was holding me in His hands. Of course He knows the things that makes my heart ache and heaviness of my endless sighs! How could I have doubted the wonder of His ways? He loved me soooo much as to send His son to die for my life - of course He would want nothing but the best for me. :-)
(Small side note: Daddy God was so kind as to gently wake me from my insignificant childish whinings.)
This illustration stands as a declaration and a promise. if you bring your ears really close to the page, I promise you can hear me singing of how majestic and glorious my Father in heaven is. If you hold your breath and listened REALLY carefully, you would hear me proclaiming that my life is in His hands and I have absolutely nothing to worry about.