I'm sorry.

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I'm sorry.

I'm sorry if I ever made you feel that you weren't enough.

I'm sorry if I ever let you down.

I'm sorry if you ever felt alone.

I'm sorry if you were ever helpless.

I'm sorry for any hurtful words I have spoken.

I'm sorry for the things I never said.

I'm sorry for the grudges I never should have held.

I'm sorry for not listening.

I'm sorry for not letting you show me who you really were.

I'm sorry for not showing you who I really was.

I'm sorry for letting bitterness cloud my judgment.

I'm sorry for judging at all.

I'm sorry if you were ever left alone in the dark.

I'm sorry if I wasn't the friend you needed.

I'm sorry if I wasn't the daughter I should have been.

I'm sorry if I didn't do enough to help.

I'm sorry if I never spoke the kind words you needed to hear.

I am sorry that I never showed you my faith.

I pray that it's not too late.


In all the times that you thought you were alone, you never were.

HE was there.
Right beside you.
Begging you to come to him.

In all the times you turned to a man for comfort, that he wasn't capable of providing.

In all the times you used violence to mask the pain.

In all the times you were angry, bitter, and betrayed.

In all the times that the world felt like it was collapsing.

In all the times that you felt nothing but pain.

In all the times that you thought you had lost.

He was there.
Begging for you.
Pleading for you.

He already won.

He already fought your battle.

He already had the harsh words, the pain, the violence. He carried it on his shoulders. He nailed it to the cross with his pure, selfless body. He took the burden of your pain, of your mistakes, of your sin. He took your life and he washed it with his holy blood.

Because he loved you.

And he trusted you so much that he left the choice up to you. He left it up to YOU if you wanted to live in his love. He trusted you so much, that he left his body to be tortured, insulted, ridiculed, spit apon, disrespected, beaten, bruised, and bloodied, all with the knowledge that you would one day come to him. That you would one day look at the love that he had for you, and know that you had been searching for things that mortal beings can't give.

People WILL let you down.
They WILL disappoint you.
They WILL hurt your feelings.

The only one that will NEVER fail, is Him.

So now, I am begging you.
I am begging you,
pleading with you,
asking you...

Know him.

Trust him.

Love him.

Because I promise, he heals all wounds. Not time, only Jesus Christ.

Stadium Youth. Wednesday Nights. Get in the presence of our Lord and King. Call, email or facebook me for details, rides, or a friendly face. I would love to know you. More importantly, I would love for you to know Him.

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