"Where you feel like the fear is crashing in on you and stealing every good thing from you, beg Him for the joy, beg Him to overwhelm you, beg Him to consume you..."
He loved all of you that night you were in jail because you drove drunk. He loved you during the affair. He loved you when you took the hit. He didn’t love your sin, He loves you...
I’m not sure where you are right now reading this. I’m not sure if you’re going through a season, a moment, where you’re lacking in the area of self worth or self value. Feeling like you’re in a dark hole with no air and asking if anyone cares and even knows...
