Dear Soul.

{Esther 4:14} Read it. Believe it. I hope you know, and I hope you don't forget. You are loved. You are important. And you were created for such a time as this. In a world of competition, I hope you remember to be kind. In a culture crazed with finding one's true self, I hope you find your identity, written on the arms of the One who created you. I hope you feel the sun on your neck, and I hope you smile. I hope you know the Joy that can last a lifetime. I hope you realize the happiness that comes with pursuing the Giver of Light. I hope you learn to look up, to live, to believe the best is about to happen. I hope you know how loved you really are. I hope you never forget. You were created for such a time as this. Such a time as this. Now. God saw this very moment. And He thought of you. He saw your strength, your passion, your integrity. He saw that kind heart, that joy filled soul, those thoughtful eyes. He saw you. And He needed you. For such a time as this. It was no mistake that you came screaming into this world the way you did. He knew what He was doing. This messy life? Those painful tears? The hurts you can't forget? He knows. He hurts with you. But even still, as you sit with tears running down your face, clutching your aching chest, shoulders heaving with painful sobs, He sees you, He knows, and He created you. For such a time as this. I can't imagine it being an easy task. He's a perfect God in an imperfect life. He's Light in the darkness. Calm in the storm. Peace in a world that knows war. He has far bigger plans than this old world. And still he created you. For such a time as this. So look up, dear. Fight the good fight. It's not fair, and it's not easy. It's actually really messy and difficult. But here we are. So let's be the Light. Share the Good Story. Shout out the Good News: I am loved by the Man who created me! Share your truths, your imperfections, your crazy human tendencies. It's no secret, there's nothing to hide. We were all created for such a time as this. Have you fallen? Get back up. Dust yourself off. Or don't. A little dirt is part of this ride. Keep praying, keep praising, keep going. You my dear. You were created for such a time as this.