“I thank You and praise You, O God of my fathers; You have given me wisdom and might, And have now made known to me what we asked of You.” Daniel 2:23 NKJV
Good morning, Beloved,
Christ felt the devastation, too, just as you feel now. On the outside, the others can’t see.
Empty.
Shattered.
Crystals of light now reflect off flat shards of glass that clang together as they’re being swept from the pit of your belly.
Then again DearHeart, you still yourself and find you have the wisdom of the Ancient God of the Universe. Experience gathers gusto that rises to your surface.
Skills forgotten gain Master strength.
God of All is expanding you to reach into depths you did not know you had. You will not fall.
The ones who led before you, thousands of them, they hold you in the presence of the Almighty. If not for them, there would be no you. Woven by time, you continue to breathe as the drapery of their fiber knits together in your thoughts and becomes a foundation … lifting … gently lifting you into a place of The Holy. They, too, have survived the winds. They have been stuffed down in the suffering trench, silenced by searing tears, as the Savior set them on trails of freedom.
He will lead you on; tracing their steps as your guide.
Wake up.
Ponder your ancestry.
Go.
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