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Weary One

  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • Feb 17, 2023
  • 1 min read

Weary one,

I know sometimes things feel cruel.

Like He is just overlooking you, leaving you out, breaking you, answering everyone’s prayers but yours.

I’ve stood in great faith and knew that the answer to prayer was in my grasp. Only to have my soul shattered the next morning, finding my heart’s desires, once again, out of reach.

But I’ve also stood in amazement as the Lord took down giants before my eyes, clearing the way, answering prayer, and showing his glory in ways I never could’ve imagined.

You are not the exception.

He is not going to be faithful to others and not be faithful to you.

“For the eyes of the LORD run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to shew himself strong in the behalf of them whose heart is perfect toward him….”

2 Chronicles 16:9

He’s looking for opportunities to show himself strong on behalf of you.

What a privilege it is that the King of Glory wants to use your life to manifest his glory in.

Oh weary one, stay soft.

Let him use you.

His eyes are always searching for opportunities to show off who he is. Provide him with those opportunities.

Rest in him.

Rest in knowing you are not the exception.

He will be faithful to you too.

He will be strong on behalf of you, if you will keep your heart right with him.

What a glory he will work in your life.

All because you chose to rest in him, and give him freedom to move.

Weary one, you won’t always be the weary one.🤍

 
 
 

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