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Can I Tell You A Secret?

Its harder than anyone lets on. It hurts more than it appears. Its not as easy as you thought it would be back when you were just a kid. Growing up, becoming the fullness you were created to be -is no walk in the park. Can I tell you a secret? The secret, my miracle child is that in this life you will have plenty of pain. You will be bewildered and battered and with in an inch of believing I’m conspiring against you, but child. The truth is- life is painful and hard and still there is nothing and no one, even though many will try- that can separate you from my LOVE.

Many will come against you some in the form of trials, tribulations others in the form of people. You will be tempted to believe you’ve been abandoned or worse yet damned. But child, the secret is that life is painful, difficult and yet in it’s darkest moments it is also beautiful and miraculous.

Can I tell you a secret? Its harder than it appears. Pain is a tool that helps to cut away all that is not essential and leaves only what truly matters behind. You my child will have pain and your pain will lead into the depths of my ever-loving presence and provision.

Yes. Life is painful.

So be honest, tell the truth when you’re hurting. Because others are struggling too and you pretending it’s not that difficult can be disheartening. Of course it’s difficult and painful and still I am here and you are surrounded by my love even on the toughest days and in the bleakest of circumstances. Nothin, no one – my dear child can separate you from my love. No one…

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Posted by on March 30, 2013 in Loss

Every day I get up expecting a miracle or ten thousand. Mostly I expect God to take the questions of life and turn them into soulful inspiration to encourage you and I on this journey. That's why I'm here. I believe in the miracles that faith, love and hope make possible.

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