This is a love note for the broken hearted. The ones betrayed and abandoned, broken and misused. This is a sonnet for the lonely and exhausted, the ones with swollen red eyes and empty hearts.
You're not invisible.
He sees you. He knows.
You're not crazy.
He is not fooled by the confidently spoken lies of another, or the manipulative games.
You're not alone.
He is with you, and He is enough. He's so much more than enough. Everything good comes from Him. Everything. And He will never, ever, ever, ever, ever leave you or forsake you.
Your tears are not shed in secret.
He weeps with you. He mourns with you. He suffers with you. He also whispers hope and life and comfort to your heart. Not one tear falls from your eyes that He does not see. Not one.
Your grief is not too much for Him.
He is no stranger to grief. He was despised and rejected. He was mocked and crucified. He bore the sins and shame of those who hated Him while He himself was blameless. Your grief will not break Him. His arms are strong. He will carry you and never tire.
You will not be broken by this.
He is for you. His left hand is upholding you. He heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds. He will be what you need. And then some.
Press into the one who is worthy of all love and adoration. He has you. He really does. No matter how bleak and terrible and heart-shattering things seem right now, He will not let the waters overtake you. He loves you. So much. So much more than any mortal man ever could or will. He has good things for you. He is a God that loves to fashion beautiful things out of the wreckage of sin and evil. He is masterful at this kind of creation.
And He loves you. Unceasingly.