Dear Fellow Females,
I don’t know you, but I love you.
How can I love you if I haven’t met you? Easy, because God loves me. He loves me in spite of everything I’ve done (and girl, I’ve done a lot).
Now that I know this love it’s my responsibility to love you. Not in a conditional way, but all of you. This doesn’t mean that I will affirm everything you do, but it does mean that I see you and accept you as a person.
If anyone has ever made you feel less than, I’m sorry.
If anyone has ever labeled you, I’m sorry.
If anyone has ever spit harmful words at you, I’m sorry.
Please hear me when I say: YOU are God’s Masterpiece (microphone drop).
You are beautiful, one of a kind, amazing, loved, cared about, special, worth dying for.
I’ve felt less than. I’ve been labeled. Harmful words have penetrated my soul. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. So I’m reaching out… to you.
I don’t know your story, but if you’d like to share it with me, I’m here.