TWENTY-EIGHT
Dear Child:
I know the thoughts you think. You constantly compare yourself to others and I hear your chatter.
“I’m not good enough” you say.
I’m not pretty enough.
I’m not rich enough.
I don’t live in the right neighborhood.
I don’t wear the right clothes.
I don’t have a large enough bank account.
You are enough. You know enough.
The world has a different agenda from my agenda. I see you through eyes of pure love. I made you. I created every gene, DNA speck and every molecule in your body. I made you perfectly.
I am your source, your supply, your strength, and your protector.
I am your forgiver.
I am your best friend.
I know you best and love you most.
I AM!
I’ll never leave you.
You will never fall without my eyes seeing you. I am with you in your fall.
Even now, I’m reaching out to you.
When you see others, you only see the surface. You can’t see what I see. They have aches, pains, and disappointments. They may appear to look good. They may appear to have to have it all together, and sometimes they do.
I delight in who you are with your looks, your uniqueness and your skill set.
Rest in who you are. Rest in the fact that you are enough.
Remember, I don’t make junk.
Loving you today.
God
One-Hundred Letters from God,
Offering Hope~Encourgement~Inspiration
P Michael Biggs
From my book – The Letters
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