2:27AM 1-17-17
Dear sweet girl on my hall,
I heard you weeping last night when I walked by your room, though you became silent and still when you heard my flip-flops flapping.
It broke my heart to hear you, knowing those tears came from a deep place. Probably one not many have seen or heard... but I heard. And I am praying. Know Jesus is near, He was there with you while you wept. He was with you while your heart was breaking. He was there, and He loves you. More than the moon and the stars, more than the sun He taught to shine, He loves you. He loves you so much He gave everything just for the chance that you might choose to love Him back. He wants to chance to be with you, to be yours.
Jesus sees all your broken pieces, you know the ones, those broken pieces you try to hide from everyone. All the rough edges that have cut before, and often continue to cut, if not into others, into you.The broken pieces that leave you feeling unloved, unlovable, too much, not enough. Those things you've done wrong or have been done to you. The ones that go around and around in your head. The ones that make you feel like you're going crazy.You know the broken pieces I'm talking about. Those are the ones that Jesus wants, not to be used against you, no; but to heal you, to make right, to give you peace. To "give you a hope, and a future" (Jeremiah 29.11 Holman Christian Standard).
God made you to be loved and to love. He made you to be pursued, to be wooed, but not just by anyone, by Him. The One who made every particle of your being. The One who knows every awful thing you ever said or did, or that was said or done to you. He knows it, and He loves you. He wants you to trust Him, and give Him everything. All of it. Every awful word, every horrid deed. He wants to save you from it. To redeem you, and give you peace. So that one day, you might be able to look back and say "that was heartbreaking and awful, but God. But God is good and God is great, He was using this in my life. There is power in His name." You may never have any control over what happens to you, but you do have control over how you respond.
So, dear, sweet, brokenhearted girl, know that I am fighting for you the only way I know how, prayer. Hold onto Jesus, be vulnerable with the only One who can truly give you the peace, love, and understanding you crave.
Love,
Flip-Flops Girl
(CG)
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