What if I could have
sixty queens, eighty wives,
and thousands of others!
You would be my only choice,
my flawless dove,
the favorite child
of your mother.
The young women, the queens,
and all the others
tell how excited you are
as they sing your praises:
"You are as majestic
as the morning sky--
glorious as the moon--
blinding as the sun!
Your charms are more powerful
than all the stars above."
I don't mean to flatter you, I just want to encourage you & remind you how remarkable you are. Keep striving for God, seek his face, heed his love, embrace his compassion, and share his wealth. You are a queen. You are a waterlily.
Love yourself, adore yourself, let that which empowers you flow from you like rivers of life. Oceans cannot contain your love. But they await you with patience, ease, & grace.
Be you. Be who God intends you to be. You were made for so much. Recognize your shepherd's voice. Don't stray from the flock, but march along with proud feet.
You were his, you are his, & you'll always be his. If you leave or get lost, you will be found again. Never lose hope or lack faith. He will strengthen you when you are weak. He will carry you when you cannot walk. You are the mother of our future. Be strong & be a blessing.
They look up to you & see beauty among ashes. They see you & beyond your beauty they see hope. The scars & wounds fade like the sun into the ocean. When they are seen, the light shines so bright & scars become merely valleys between hills.
You are loved. You are treasured. You are cherished. Never forget your importance.
Go. Be. Grace. Peace.
~ CHRiST!AN ~
Chris Treborn {2Co517}
www.TREBORN.com
