Dear Child,
It has been brought to my attention that you have been troubled lately. It breaks my heart to hear this, I never intended this for you... I have also learned that you don't look at yourself the way I do... You don't see the beauty, compassion, love that I see... This breaks my heart. My dear, I hear you cry because the world is overwhelming. I have heard you cry out for me to come home and be the father you need. I am sorry I am not there to hold you, know this, when you cry... I cry. I made you exactly the way you were meant to be... I hear you don't like the why I have made you. This breaks my heart. In my eyes you are the very meaning of beauty, but you choose to distort that image. I have made you in my image but yet that isn't good enough for you? I have heard you say you love me, but how can you love me when you can't even love yourself?
This breaks my heart.
I made the stars to shine for you, I have sculpted the very Grand Canyon for you... I spoke and it was so, but yet you aren't satisfied in who I made you to be.
You are the image of the invisible God. How do you have image issues with that?
I just want you to love me. For when you love yourself... You'll be able to truly love me.
I have made the very angels of Heaven to be in awe of you... And you still look at yourself with disgust.
Look not at yourself through the eyes of him who I cast out but rather look through the eyes of grace... Embrace who you are... You are mine... MINE! The one who has no end. The one who saw your face while on the cross.
When I first thought of you... You took my breath away...
So my love, I leave you with this... I know you are beautiful. For I made you the way you are suppose to be.
From the very meaning of love,
Your Heavenly Father.
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