Girly, keep choosing joy.
Joy that only your Heavenly Abba can give.
Trust Him. Let Him show you the wonderful ways love can work in your life.
You are loved. You are loved. You are loved. You are loved.
Think about what this truly means. It's not just a phrase.
It is fact.
It is truth.
It is mercy.
When love is able to grow in you, you will overflow until all your broken pieces will spray out love.
Submit to God and the devil will flee.
He'll run so fast, because Love is a powerful name.
You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Though the days come when your hair just won't sit right, and those dark circles and spots seem to be
making themselves more noticeable than ever,
you are beautiful.
You are made in the image of God. He does not make mistakes.
Girly, keep choosing joy.
The days are long and hard and the to-do list never gets shorter.
The anxiety, depression, anger, and fear all seem too big to overcome.
But trust me, dear precious child, choose joy.
When you first open your heavy eyes in the morning and wipe the sleep from them,
choose joy.
When you close your eyes and try to force yourself to sleep at night,
choose joy.
It is difficult. It takes effort, and strength, and motivation,
which too often you feel you don't have.
But know that it is so worth it.
When it feels like the end of the line and there is nothing more to hold onto,
know you don't have to hold on because you are being held.
Girly, keep choosing joy.
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