Dear young lady,
You are loved! I know, I know. I can hear your question…I am loved? I can hear your “yeah right.” But don’t stop reading. Please, hear me out. I know things my be a little rough. I know life seems unfair. Yeah, it’s hard to smile genuinely. No one sees the pain you carry. No one hears the “help me” through the fake laugh. No one hears the “I’m over life” when you say “I’m ok.” So you think….
Your eyes tell your deepest secret. They long for an ear to whisper to. They reach in hopes they will find an individual that will care. You don’t say “help me” with your mouth because you don’t want to be a burden. So you stay burdened. Hindered. Stuck. Depressed. Down.
But, I see you!
“No you don’t”, you say.
Yes I do. How? Because I have been in your shoes. So please know that there is hope. There is light at the end of the tunnel. There is a hand reaching out waiting for you to grab. This hand wants to save you from sinking any deeper. This hand is being extended by Jesus.
He is the way. The truth. The life. He came that we might have life and have it more abundantly. No weapon formed against us shall prosper for We are more than conquerors through Him. His joy is our strength.
Reach out and grab His hand. He loves you. He cares. Trust Him with your life.