Dear God, As I look at this image of myself, I come to You with a heart full of gratitude, questions, and a desire for deeper understanding. This face—weathered yet strong—carries the weight of battles fought, pain endured, and lessons learned. Behind these eyes are stories only You truly know, moments of silence where I called out Your name and hoped You were listening. Lord, thank You for keeping me through the storms. Thank You for walking with me when my path was dark and I couldn’t see the next step. Even when I doubted, even when I was angry or broken, You never left me. You gave me strength I didn’t know I had. You molded me through trials, carved purpose from pain, and somehow, in my most vulnerable moments, You reminded me that I am still Your child. These tattoos on my skin—each one etched with meaning—tell stories of my journey. They mark where I’ve been, what I’ve survived, and the identity I’ve embraced. The chains around my neck, the scars on my body, the fire in my ey...