God’s Helping Hand

Is it a volcano? Fire works? A person lying down surrounded by his/her aura? Or maybe a couple holding a child and are surrounded by angels and a big halo? What do you see?

In 2015, I painted an abstract hand generously offering gold dust and magic. It is God’s helping hand.

3 years later, I had quit my job and ventured into creating a coffee startup. Invested all of my savings on creating recipes and starting the business, that I actually became broke, not even able to pay the rent of my atelier. Asking my family for money was not an option, as they were against me quitting my 9 to 5 job and they were going to pressure me to go back.

Lost, empty of solutions, all I was able to do was to pray. It was a holy month, June 2018, and precisely, it was The Destiny Night. One night per year, according to the moon and stars, it is said that a faithful’s prayers do come true. It is said to be a worth a thousand night. I asked God to send me some money to survive without having to ask for any human’s help.

The next day, I was contacted by an amazing lady, whom I had never met, ever in my life, who lives in Europe, and saw my paintings on social media, and decided to buy this painting. She thought it was a volcano. I had no idea how much to price it. I never thought anyone would actually care to buy any of my work. I told her to pay whatever she thinks this artwork deserves. She offered a sum that was even more than I had wished for.
And that was God’s helping hand, through an angel I had never met.

Is it a volcano? Fire works? A person lying down surrounded by his/her aura? Or maybe a couple holding a child and are surrounded by angels and a big halo? What do you see?

In 2015, I painted an abstract hand generously offering gold dust and magic. It is God’s helping hand.

3 years later, I had quit my job and ventured into creating a coffee startup. Invested all of my savings on creating recipes and starting the business, that I actually became broke, not even able to pay the rent of my atelier. Asking my family for money was not an option, as they were against me quitting my 9 to 5 job and they were going to pressure me to go back.

Lost, empty of solutions, all I was able to do was to pray. It was a holy month, June 2018, and precisely, it was The Destiny Night. One night per year, according to the moon and stars, it is said that a faithful’s prayers do come true. It is said to be a worth a thousand night. I asked God to send me some money to survive without having to ask for any human’s help.

The next day, I was contacted by an amazing lady, whom I had never met, ever in my life, who lives in Europe, and saw my paintings on social media, and decided to buy this painting. She thought it was a volcano. I had no idea how much to price it. I never thought anyone would actually care to buy any of my work. I told her to pay whatever she thinks this artwork deserves. She offered a sum that was even more than I had wished for.
And that was God’s helping hand, through an angel I had never met.

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