Even before you were born, you are His.
When you were in your mother’s womb, you are His.
When your little feet pitter pattered as a child, you are His.
As you walk in this life all grown, you are His.
God cradles every precious part of you in his welcoming arms. Sometimes we think it can’t get any worse. Sometimes we think it can’t get any better. Whatever the rhythm your life is playing at the moment in this Holy symphony, just know God hears your voice in His orchestra and calls you His own.
God singles you out from the crowd, steps back, and looks at you in awe. We are the clay and He is the potter. He makes us beautiful within our spirit and soul. All through our life Heaven is making everything come together for your good and Gods glory in different ways. There will be bumps, valleys, mountains, but just know they are there to make you stronger in faith. God will breathe life into a thirsty soul, quenching every part of you to make an everlasting stream through your being. May you not keep your joy, love, and grace for yourself, but to spread it to all who are open minded and that have a willing heart to receive Jesus.
Don’t be hard on yourself. Surely as many drops are there in the ocean, God forgives as much. Grace will never leave you, it is enough. The more hurt you are the more God will help you. We can raise our white flag, surrendering to the love of God into our lives and others. If you feel guilty by the weight of the world on your shoulders, just remember you don’t have to any more because Jesus has already conquered the world. The cross has won the war so why carry extra weight when we don’t need to? Shake off your heavy chains and shackles. Breathe in the new breath of mercy every morning and go to bed singing a thankful lullaby for God’s grace and comfort.
Like lightning during a storm, God will flash His grace upon you and you shall feel the electric love throughout your inner most being. Like the rain, you will be washed from head to toe from all regrets and burdens. Like the thunder we hear God’s rumbling voice of approval. We lie down looking up at the blameless clouds passing by as we wonder if we could ever be that perfect, but we know when we go home, we shall.
Jesus, we pray to you.
Help us spread your ministry in every way possible.
Fill our goblet until it overflows with your blessings.
Help us not to throw away our lives in disgust, but to cherish every moment.
Our lives are a gift so let us bring glory to your name through it.
Lord, thank you for a life of wonder, peace, and joy.
Amen.
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