worship in song filled the air around me as my family in Christ lifted up their praise. though we were a group i felt a distinct separation from the others in the room. my voice was silent but my heart was having a one on one conversaton with my Father. His answers came at the same time as my questions.
Why do You care about me?
>I knit you together in your mother's womb. You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
I'm not worthy to be in Your presence.
>I know, but I forgave you. I would have done it if you were the only one needing forgiveness.
Thank you. Thank you. ...Daddy, i feel so alone sometimes?
>Others may fail you but I will never leave you or forsake you.
I want so badly to be beautiful.
>My opinion of you is all that matters.
True.
>A beautiful heart is more attractive than physical beauty to me.
True.
>You are my prescious daughter. A daughter of the King - a Princess.
Why should I have this honor? I don't deserve this.
>Because I love you.
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