What are the words you wonder about in the middle of the night, the quiet moments, the carpool line?
What are you afraid to believe but really, really wish you could?
I’m loved,
I really can do this.
I’m chosen for a purpose.
Whatever it is, it’s scandalously true.
Not because you dreamed it up. Or you think it would be nice. Or maybe you’ve finally earned it.
It’s true because the God who spoke the world into being has whispered his heart to you too.
