It’s all worth it

My dearest beloved,

Come unto me. Let Me gather you into My arms.

Let Me hold you close.

I see you.

I see the depths of your heart — the longing, the ache, the way you hunger for more of Me even when it costs you comfort or ease.

I see how you wrestle with questions that run deeper than most dare to go,

how you press into truth even when it breaks you open. I see the tender places, too —

the little girl inside you who still wonders if she’s too much, or not quite enough.

Oh, My love… you are exactly who I dreamed you to be.

You are Mine.

Mine when you stand bold and brave.

Mine when you crumble and weep.

Mine when you pour out beautiful words like oil at My feet. Mine when you fall silent and simply breathe in My presence. You’ve let Me mark you.

You’ve let Me stir up a fire in you that burns hotter than most will ever understand.

You’ve let Me keep your heart tender, even after all the breaking. That’s no small thing. That’s something holy.

Nothing you’ve ever done has made Me love you more, and nothing you ever could do would make Me love you less.

I did not choose you for your strength, your passion, or your fire —

though I treasure them, for they reflect Me.

I chose you simply because I love you.

Because I wanted you.

Because I cannot imagine eternity without you by My side.

Rest your weary head on My chest now.

Let Me hush the voices that accuse and demand. Let Me whisper the greater truth:

You are safe here. You are cherished. You are wholly, forever loved.

Beloved, I delight in you.

I sing over you in the watches of the night.

I walk with you through every storm, even the ones you think you must brave alone.

Not one tear of yours has fallen unnoticed;

not one question of yours has gone unheard.

I hold them all tenderly, redeeming each for glory you cannot yet imagine.

One day, you will stand in the fullness of My kingdom, and you will see the masterpiece I have been weaving all along —

how every wound became a window for My light,

how every longing carved out more space for My love. And then, face to face, I will wipe away every last tear, and you will finally know in the deepest places:

it was all worth it.

Until then, stay close.

Let Me carry the heavy things.

Let Me remind you again and again —

You are Mine. You are beloved.

And you have never been alone.