Fight on, fighter....
Hey fighter, I see you. Yes, you. You with the tired eyes, you who's been crying every day, you who's exhausted and afraid. I see you.
We need you. I know that you've been told you're too messy, too complicated, that you take up too much space, but I promise you that you are vital to the body of Christ.
Look at you, a heart full of courage and bravery - you're still here despite it all!
Oh how loved you are. When God looked down on the earth, and saw all of His beautiful creation He knew He needed one of you too. The church isn't perfect I know, I know it's hard to be a little messed up, a little rough around the edges and still feel at home. But the church is meant to be a little messy, after all, the whole point is that it's here for the broken, the raw and the real. The people that fall at the feet of Jesus and say "Lord, I don't know what to do".
We're all a little broken, we've all got our burdens to carry. I think we'd be on the right track if we let it show like you, like Jesus or like David - we'd be in good company if we followed your lead.
My tired one, rest easy, I know how hard life can be, but when everything is falling apart, it is falling apart into His hands.
He knows you by name and calls you beloved. He picks up each soldier, diligently making the journey home, He joins in each of your tears, feels each of your restless nights, binds your wounds and makes you new. He knows you're destined for great things. His is the only voice that matters.
Don't change, be messy, be complicated, weep at the sad parts even though you know the ending, dance with the joy of the Lord, let the world know that the spirit is in you and don't let anyone say you aren't spreading the news right.
Be broken, be made whole, be you in the infinite beauty you were created with.
Fight on fighter - just one more day ❤️
