I see you, friends. I see your inner work and outer work. I know you desire good things and greater things. I’m here to hold the space with you. The tension of pain and promise. The holy wrestle of waiting, believing, and trusting His love will not fail. It’s going to be ok, better than ok. Just keep breathing and blessing the Lord. It will come, when it comes. Not a minute too soon or too late. You won’t miss it. Breathe deeply and freely with the beauty you have been given in this moment.
You are loved and not alone.
He was and is broken over the things that break us. He is for us and not against us.
Praying his love pours forth to you like a river, in this moment.
In His Embrace,
Ruth
