dear you..

I saw the tears on your face, and I knew it wasn't the first time. I longed to tell you just how much you matter to me, but I knew that you simply needed someone to listen....someone to understand just what you were feeling. So I listened. You told me how much it hurt, and it cut my heart. It's strange how words can both do a world of damage or a world of good. They can either cut deep into your soul or heal your heart. I ached inside, because I know how it hurts, and I hated to see you hurting. I wanted to make it better. I wanted to fix the pain with a magic potion. But life is hard. There is pain. There are broken lives and bleeding hearts. And no matter how hard I try, my attempts at fixing things fall short. I can never patch up all of the holes that have been torn or the gashes you have received. I know you have been hurt. Maybe you have been told that you are worthless and unwanted, and I guess when you hear something enough, you kind of start to believe it.

But I want you to know that you are valued and needed. You are not a failure or a mistake. You are loved. When I am hurting, when I need a listening ear, encouragement, or just a hug, I know that I can find it in you. I don't ever have to worry about losing your love. You have helped me to grow in my faith, and I am so grateful for your guidance. When I am impulsive, you help me think through decisions, and it has saved me from a lot of disappointment and heartache. I don't deserve to have someone like you in my life. I am beyond grateful for you, and I know that there are others who will say the same thing.

So in the heartache, the struggle, the sleepless nights, and the tears, please know that no matter how unloved or devalued someone makes you feel, you are loved. I love you. And He who made you with more love than the world can contain carries you through every trial, binds up every wound, and calls you His beloved. Don't give up. ♥