Tuesday, March 19, 2013
I LOVE YOU UNCONDITIONALLY
MY DEAR PRECIOUS CHILD,
MUCH HAS BEEN REQUIRED OF YOU.
YOU HAVE GIVEN MUCH. SOMETIMES
IT SEEMS LIKE THE MORE YOU TEND TO
GIVE OF YOURSELF, THE MORE PEOPLE
REQUIRE OF YOU.
AS YOU GIVE, OTHERS AREN'T AWARE
OF YOUR MOTIVE, BUT I KNOW THAT
YOU STRETCH YOURSELF TO THE OUTER
LIMITS OF HUMAN ENDURANCE BECAUSE
YOU WANT TO PLEASE ME.
YOU DO EVERY JOB YOU UNDERTAKE TO
THE BEST OF YOUR ABILITY. YES, I KNOW,
CHILD, THERE ARE MANY PEOPLE WHO ARE
SHOWN APPRECIATION AND ARE REWARDED
FINANCIALLY WHO HAVE NOT WORKED THE
LONG HOURS YOU HAVE WORKED.
THEY HAVEN'T PAID THE PRICE THAT YOU HAVE
TO SERVE ME. YOU HAVE GIVEN YOUR ALL AND
THE WORLD HAD NOT RECOGNIZED IT.
MAN HAS PUT YOU ON THE SAME LEVEL AS OTHER
PEOPLE. THEY HAVE TAKEN YOU FOR GRANTED,
BUT CHILD, I HAVE NOT! I SEE AND I KNOW THE
THINGS THAT YOU DO AND YOU SHALL HAVE
YOUR REWARD, MY CHILD.
I SHALL REPAY YOU FOR DOING THE THINGS
THAT I CALLED YOU TO DO. YOUR HARVEST
IS AT HAND!
NEVER FAIL TO TURN TO ME IN YOUR HOUR
OF DESPAIR. NEVER FAIL TO TURN TO ME IN
YOUR HOUR OF JOY.
I WANT YOU TO COME TO ME WITH EVERY
THOUGHT YOU HAVE, EVERY PROBLEM YOU
HAVE, EVERY JOY YOU HAVE. I LOVE YOU.
I CARE ABOUT YOU. COME TO ME, AND YOUR
LIFE WILL BE FULFILLED.
IN ME YOU WILL FIND LOVE AND LIFE MORE
ABUNDANT!
THROUGH ME YOUR MISTAKES CAN BE
TURNED AROUND FOR YOUR GOOD. I
AM A FORGIVING FATHER. I DON'T WANT
YOU TO LIVE IN THE PAST AND DWELL ON
YOUR FAILURES. NO, CHILD, THAT IS NOT
MY DESIRE FOR YOU.
MY DESIRE IS THAT YOU CLIMB HIGHER
AND HIGHER IN ME. WHEN YOU MAKE A
MISTAKE, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS REPENT,
PICK YOURSELF UP, AND KEEP ON PRESSING
FORWARD IN MY DIRECTION.
NEVER FAIL TO TURN TO ME, MY CHILD.
WHETHER IT BE YOUR HOUR OF DESPAIR
OR JOY, TURN TO YOUR FATHER IN HEAVEN.
I LOVE YOU UNCONDITIONALLY.
LOVE, GOD
Capture your beloved's heart and express your mutual love for God.
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