You may know what it is like to be battered and bruised. But you can be sure that I will never break a bruised reed or snuff out a smoldering wick (Isaiah 42:3). I see you, I protect you, and I am near.
No matter how tossed or torn your spirit is, you remain My precious child. Your finite mind cannot begin to grasp the depth of My infinite love. The light of My Spirit pours over you, filling every cell, every molecule, even the spaces between them, with My liquid love.
When you long for strength, remember this: I treasure the weak. The weak are chosen to confound the strong (1 Corinthians 1:27). And I have known weakness Myself:
“For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin” (Hebrews 4:15).
I see your weakness, and I am pleased.
Hear this, my child: You are absolutely pleasing to Me just as you are.
The world calls weakness a flaw, but I am drawn to the weak and the broken — including you (1 Corinthians 1:27–29). My heart moves toward you, not away from you. And in your weakness, I delight to dwell.
2 Corinthians 12:9
Isaiah 40:29
Romans 8:26
1 Corinthians 1:27
With love beyond measure,Jesus
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