Even when you feel He isn’t worthy, because sweet lil one, in your bitterness you can’t un-see how worthy he has indeed made you to have received all the blessings he’s already given you.
My Dearest you who are hurting, breaking & dying,
I know this might not really reach you. But with all my heart I pray God’s will for you, he’s mercy in your suffering, he’s comfort in your pain, he’s love in your darkness, he’s presence when you feel broken.
May He overpower all that you feel, all that you go through, all that you stand in agony of.
May He help you understand that life cannot be measured by the years you have lived or by the time you’ve been given to be prepared for the worst.
We all are mortals, death being the beautiful rebirth into meeting are higher selves (our souls – something un-perishable- a part of Him ) .
In your fear, Call out to him, welcome Him, Talk to Him. Because He not only listens, he’s present beside you, within you and he has he’s angels around you.
You are beautifully & wonderfully made. You are chosen. You belong to HIM. You are precious to HIM. He is worthy of our love even when we feel he’s not befriending us, He is always worthy of all Praises.
Hosannah in the highest.
I pray for you to have healing & peace & joy that penetrates through your pain and leaves you wanting Him more. Thirst only for Him, he redeems us.
Measure your life by the faith you have in him, by the blinded trust of having his hand at work in your life. Measure it by the blessings he’s endowed you with. Measure it with all the suffering & pain he’s let you endure, measure it with the strength he’s blessed you with. Measure it with praise in your heart even in the storms of your life.
Bless you.
Love,
Lea.
Immortal words. Mortal me. 