Come to me. Bring your weariness, your broken heart, your doubt that has fogged your thinking and come to me. I do not sleep, nor slumber. I watch over you endlessly. Nothing can touch you unless it first comes through my hands. I know you fear that I no longer see you – but, I know every detail about every thing that surrounds you. Though you can only see the pain of right now, I see the end of this difficult journey. I have not forgotten you. I am not angry with you nor am I trying to punish you. I have never known anything but immeasurable love for you. I allow some hard things in your life so that you will call on me – come to me. Stop striving on your own and come to me, my beloved child for I am your God, your Protector. I long to bring you peace, settle your heart like still waters. I wait for you…to come and sit with me so that I can quiet your soul.

Come to to my child.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty, I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust. Psalm 91:-1-2



May friendship, encouragement and grace abound!