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Love letter to you…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Roses are red, and violets are blue
Everything you need is inside of you.

I cannot imagine what it is like to be a teenager in these times. I thought I had it rough growing up, but it has become ever so clear that I was wrong. We live in a time where everyone is so connected, yet it seems that we are in fact, disconnected. We are disconnected from truly knowing each other beyond our posts and pictures. We stopped asking important questions, like, “How was your day?”. We express emotions and affection in the form of yellow characters instead of picking up the phone or knocking on the front door. Our plates are full, but our homes are broken. We have access to so much information, but we know so little. We take beautiful photos to capture a moment that was never truly lived. The village that once raised a child, has become a city of self-gratification. Click, click, click. Next. Everyone is right, but anyone is wrong. Division isn’t just for math, its reality. I would tell you to check the news, but we can’t even say for sure, that it’s real. WTF.

I am sorry.

Life has become easier, on the surface. We have access to so much more than we did 50 years ago, and that includes stress, anxiety, depression, heart disease, cancer, ADHD, Autism, addiction, and should I go on? Brokenness. We are quick to fix a broken screen, or else we lose our distraction and must face the reality of our hopelessness. The brown swirly emoji has hit the fan, like literally.

Thankfully, we have you. You may have been dealt a set of crappy cards and this present world is all you know but you were purposed. Yes, that’s right. You were purposed. It might sound funny but try saying it aloud, “I am purposed”. Good, believe it and let me explain.

The love letter was already written, and it is finished. It abounds, it radiates, and it lives within you. You are purposed. You did not happen upon this life by accident, by the lust of your father or willingness of a mother. You my child, were purposed. You were known way before your forefathers were even a name on a birth registry. You are that important. You were planned, you were executed and beyond the confines of time, YOU have fulfilled your purpose. You just don’t know it yet. You were bled for, whipped for, and died for. You were, because you are purpose.

This world may tell you otherwise. It will force you to compare yourself to the strangers on an Instagram post. It will abandon you and neglect you. It will try to disorient and confuse you. It will sexualize you and molest you but do not forget it. YOU WERE PURPOSED. There is something that our father has planted inside of you, that is waiting to uproot the lies, the sorrow and the frustrations you have faced. There is something about you that His son laid down his life for, he bore it all for you. There is something stirring in side of you, for an advocate has been given to you, to guide you and lead you. You were purposed.

In the midst of your struggles and your adolescence you won’t see it, you won’t feel it, but it is there germinating. Every heart ache and every rejection will strengthen it and prepare it for growth. Keep your focus set high above all things of this world. God has plans for you, He has plans to prosper and never harm you. When life makes you look down, look up! You are a child of the most high God and victory is promised to you, who believe.

So thankful, we have you. The gifting and the calling that is welling inside of you. Don’t be afraid of the light that burns brightly within your spirit. You are a city on a hill. You are a light in the darkness. You are the salt of this earth. You were created, you were planned and you were purposed.

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