God, you are the one who sees me completely - not just the person I show the world, but the hidden parts I keep locked away. You see my dreams, my fears, my secret longings. Nothing about me is hidden from your loving gaze.I felt overlooked today, like my contributions didn't matter, like
Bring Me all your broken pieces today - I'm not disgusted or disappointed by your wounds. I'm the gentle Healer who specializes in mending shattered hearts and binding up deep wounds. Every scar you carry tells a story that matters to Me. Let Me hold you while you heal; you're safe in My h
Picture the scene: 722 BC, and Assyrian armies are sweeping across the Middle East like a tsunami of violence. Entire populations are being displaced, families torn apart, children orphaned. Refugees flood into Judah—foreigners who don't speak the language, don't worship the same way, and
Stop looking around in fear at everything that could go wrong, My brave one. Look at Me instead - I'm right here, closer than your next breath. I'm not just watching from a distance; I'm actively strengthening you, holding you up with My righteous right hand. You're stronger than you feel
Jesus, you are the one who forgave even from the cross, who chose mercy when you could have chosen justice. You know what it costs to release someone who has caused real pain. Tonight, my heart feels heavy with the work of forgiving.I've been carrying this hurt like armor, letting bitterne