My Daughter,
My dearest daughter, take every thought captive. Take it, speak truth over it, and run. Run right into my arms. My Love, the voice of the enemy will try and whisper lies to the depths of your soul. He will try and contradict your foundational truths. However remember they are just that, lies. The evil one will tell you that you’re not ready, you don’t hear me, and I don’t listen. But My Beloved, take heart. Because you are ready, you do hear me, and I do bend my ear to listen. I have specifically chosen you to be a part of the very scene unfolding in front of you.
I have hand picked and crafted the gifts you possess. My daughter, this is all practice. This is only the start of the things I am going to show and tell you. You are going to be led to brokenness and abuse. Hurt and heartbreak. I am going to make you sensitive to the brokenness and evil around you because My Love, I am preparing you for something far larger than you know.
As you enter into this new season of practice and preparation the enemy is going to whisper lies, convincing you the battle is only getting started. No matter how many times that is spoken, remember that is the furthest thing from the truth. The battle has not only begun it has already been brought to completion. The victory is ours. So no matter the lies whispered in the dark of night remember this: You are who I say you are, and I say you are My Daughter. Formed in my likeness to reflect more of my glory. You are cherished and heard. Sought after yet protected. My Sweet Girl, I trust you, do you trust me? I am sending you into new seasons. Seasons sizzling and popping with color. Seasons just waiting to be fully embraced. Take my hand, having full confidence that whether the season be filled with laughter and dancing or mourning and messes I will be right beside you. Whether I sit or I dance. I am with you.
I am the Author and Perfecter. The Beginning and End. Trust me when I say the story I have written for you is being brought to perfection in this very moment. My Daughter, do you trust me enough to explore what I have written for you?
