11/07/2025
đď¸I AM as God created me.
Amidst the peeling paint and weathered wood, the truth remains untouched. Not broken. Not forgotten.
Sacred. Whole. Eternal. This angel doesnât just adorn the surfaceâit reminds us:
â¨You are not your scars.
â¨You are not your past.
â¨You are the breath of divinity wrapped in human form.
Let the world decay around you.
Your essence is untouched.
Your spirit is sovereign.