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A Love Letter to God #2
Oh, Sovereign Lord! How You Love me, I can barely even contain it! My heart feels like it’s about to burst at the copious amounts of Your tender Love and Adoration that You pour out on me. Teaching me to see myself as You See me: not as who I think I am, but as who You have made me to be. I marvel at Your Choice to See me as Your innocent child, despite my life being the one of a sinner’s. What Grace, what Mercy! No language on earth or in all the heavens could sufficiently describe all the details and extent of Your Greatness, oh Lord. How…
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The Death of a Child
I have attempted suicide once. Not even all that long ago, May 5th 2019. The date has seared itself into my brain. Life had spiraled out of my control, I saw no more tomorrow, my reason to live had disappeared and my hope for the future was all but gone. And I am but one of many who have gotten lost so deeply in the darkness that they knew only one last way out. It pains us humans to see someone take their life. Even the suicide of a complete stranger fills our heart with sadness, and we can’t help but wonder what hurt must have driven them to make…
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“Your tears are Precious to Me.”
He shows me a glass jar. A whole collection of them. Some fuller, some not so full. Each of them containing tears like brilliant, liquid diamonds. Each of them labeled. He touches the tear rolling down my cheek. And I know, this tear is not lost. This tear was not in vain. He sees them. He collects them. Every single one. Our tears are precious to Him.
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A Love Letter to God #1
I never knew what an amazing, fulfilling experience prayer can be. It baffles me, stumps me just how kind He is to me. He never makes me wait for Him, I never need to wait for Him to finally show up. As soon as I call for Him, invite Him here, He is already there, ready to envelop me in His Loving Presence. However much attention I sacrifice to Him, as much of His Nearness I receive in return. We both know: the only thing limiting me from experiencing His Overwhelming Presence at all times is myself, for He gives Himself in Full; every moment, every breath. Who am I…
EN 
DE