This war might be brutal and harsh. This battle might last longer than we have strength to hold on to, making us weary and ready to give up. But we count those blessed who endure, who keep on standing – because most often, strength is not required of us but perseverance and patience, willing to keep standing and keep holding on
Just remember, beloved. Some days it will seem like all this darkness is taking over and you are being buried deep into the ground of forgotten items. But that is never so with our God, with Him who breathes life into you. Rather, He is planting you deep, giving you space to grow your roots in the firm ground and grow upward toward Light.
But most of all, He is our Father who watches His children walk away every single day — and certainly He knows this heartbreak better than we do. Because it is only Love incomprehensible that sees the wickedness in our hearts and calls for us, wanting to wash us clean time and time again. It is only Love incomprehensible that forgives time and time again, as we walk away knowing full well we are doing it. It is only Love incomprehensible that has His heart broken over His children every moment, and yet suffers long that we might repent and return.
I am only starting to learn what it means to be brave in the midst of this mess that is called life — how to share from this trampled soul of mine; how to touch gentle with His redeeming love; how to pour out the overflowing grace and pour into that darkened place of a broken heart. But I know this: that though I am not, I know the I AM. I know the One who has set us free. And maybe we truly are building the walls of Jerusalem here — brick by brick, side by side and all the while, His brilliant grace will show us the way.