On Good Friday, the Lord told me to write this letter to someone. I didn't know who it was for and I didn't end up giving it to anyone because I lost it. Days later I found it and read it over to myself. I realized that it was a culmination of all the things God has been teaching me in the past year or so. I've been reading it to myself at night before bed to remember. I'm so forgetful.
I share it here, in case someone else needs to remember too.
To you.
There is nothing you can do that would make the Father love you more than He does now and always has. Your Creator takes the utmost delight in you simply because you are His creation. He has seen you at your very worst when you blatantly chose sin as well as when you quietly succumbed to it, and still He went to the cross for you. For the love of you. While we were still sinners Christ died for us.
So let Him be your sufficiency as you strive to walk in grace and truth. May you be ever weak so that He might be ever strong and show His power through you. If you must be desperate, then be desperate, but only for Him, for His healing, and for His truth. He gives rest to His children. Rest in the knowledge that He alone is your victory. What Jesus did on the cross paid for victory from every bondage. So press on in hope. Hope. Always have hope. May it be your anchor in the troubled seas of this life. May hope hold you firm when all seems lost. Hope in the knowledge that God is always good, that He is always present with you, and that because of those two things you never have to be afraid.
Blessings to you this day.
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