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My darling daughter,
I know you’re hurting right now but I can’t understand why you aren’t coming to me and talking to me about it. Each day I wait expectantly for your face to lift to me, for your knees to bend, but instead you choose to let the black cloud that surrounds your mind have the last word. I am waiting just outside of it.
It saddens me to know that you don’t have any idea how much I love you. That you taking the time to talk with me brings me the joy only a daughter speaking to her Father can bring. I long to hear what you have to say about things: how your day went, what emotions you’re feeling, your thoughts on life, your joys, your hurts, your prayers, your requests and your praises.
I crave your companionship and long to give you the desires of your heart, yet above all I want you to want only Me. I want to be first in your heart, for you to feel the pull of My love, for you to hear My whispers despite the noise from the ever-failing earth you live in. I am Real. I am Truth. I am Love. And I am all you can or will ever need. I am the only One that can give you true rest and true freedom.
Please give Me a chance to show you. Open your heart to Me; let Me in. I already know every fiber of your being-what makes you laugh and cry, how many hairs you have on your head-and since I am already living inside you, it should be an natural thing to do. I think about you more than you think about yourself…and My thoughts of you number more than the grains of sand on all the seashores of the world. I want to bring you freedom where there is bondage, to be the healing salve on the wounds you’ve endured from this world. I want to lead you towards my will: to shape you, change you, and mold you into the design I had in mind from the beginning, before you were ever a project on my workman’s table. I loved you so much that I died for you. I wanted you to see that I couldn’t bear the thought of being away from you for eternity, and that the only way you could be with Me is for My blood to be shed on a cross, defeating sin and death in one single blow. I bore all the shame, guilt, disease, and darkness of your sin for you.
My grace hangs heavy and full above you, ready to be poured out, waiting on your upturned face and heart. All you have to do is accept it. Let its sweetness drip down into the blackest recesses of your heart, lighting it up with gold, the thick richness of it smothering the weeds of fear, insecurity and lies as it goes. I want it to fill all of you so that you can truly know what it is to take My yolk upon you. All I ask of you is that you walk with Me and let Me lead you. I have such amazing things in store for you. Please trust Me. Please accept all of the gifts I want to give you. Let Me take the fear, anger, rage, bitterness, hurt, betrayal, perfectionism and all that you struggle with off of your shoulders. You were never meant to bear that kind of load, and I’ve already paid the ultimate price for it. You are My daughter and My princess, an heir to My kingdom. And I am your ever-loving, everlasting Father who adores you.
GOD
