“Believe the truth that you are beloved.”

I have that word tattooed on my left wrist.

Reading this admonition stirred my stagnant soul. I have just been existing lately, one day bleeding into the next. It’s just a season. My heart towards God is still deeply rooted in His love for me. It just is what it is. This too shall pass.

There really is light at the end of this tunnel.

There really is joy for the mourning.

And in the morning.

There really is One who is Love ~ Who Loves you & I. Eternally.

That brings me more comfort than anything else.

It is my rock.

He. Is. My. Rock.

Thank you Lord.

For not leaving me behind.

For lovingly reaching out to me when I’m curled up into myself in self-pity with my back turned to the world.

You are always there for me. Always.


Much Love ~ the best kind of all,


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