From an early age, I longed to be skilled in just one thing—but over time, I’ve learned to embrace the many creative gifts God has placed within me. Like Bezalel and Oholiab in Exodus 35, whom God filled with His Spirit to craft and build the tabernacle, I’ve come to understand that my artistic ability is not random—it’s anointed. It's a calling to build, design, and create in partnership with Heaven.

For years, I believed the lie that God no longer speaks the way He did in Scripture—that dreams, visions, and divine encounters were only for Bible times. But one night, everything changed. In the stillness of the night, I heard Him whisper: “Isaiah 55.” I woke up in awe. That chapter—an invitation to the thirsty—met me exactly where I was: hungry and desperate for all God had for me.

Another night, He woke me again with two clear words: “Heart Whisper.” I wrestled with their meaning until He asked me a question that pierced deep into my spirit:
“Are you listening to the whispers of the enemy... or to Me?”

That moment changed everything. I realized how often I had believed lies about my identity, my value, and my calling. But God was inviting me to tune in—to believe only His Word and what He says about me. And from that whisper, Heart Whisper Art was born.