It seems like no matter how hard you try, you always end up failing. You woke up today, and you were grateful. For new mercies, a blank slate. But once again you find yourself in the same place of shame you’ve been trying to escape for years. “Am I worth it?” you ask. A silent whisper - “Forgive me, Father.” Empty words. A thought invades and repeats itself tauntingly. “You’ve done it again. Quit the act. Give up already.” You believe it. Suddenly, a voice. It is still and small, in stark contrast with the first. Your response comes in the form of a tear, for there are no words. It’s Him. “You are never far from my reach, never beyond saving, my dear. I loved you at your darkest.” A sigh of relief. You’re gonna make it.
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