"I am your sovereign Lord who knows how to sustain my weary ones with a word. I will awaken you, morning by morning. I will awaken your ear to listen and heal your heart so you may receive all the nurturing comfort I long to give you."
"In ancient times I told my children, 'Look to the rock from which you were cut and to the quarry from which you were hewn!' I wanted my people to remember that Abraham, their father, and Sarah their mother, were one when I called them. They had no children, and yet I promised to bless them and make them many. Even though Abraham and Sarah took matters into their own hands and bore Ishmael, I remained faithful to them. Out of their barrenness I brought forth a nation."
"Now, my child, I ask you to look ot the rock from which you were cut. The memories may be painful, but as you look, I promise to be with you. Abraham and Sarah were my chosen ones, and yet they did not always walk in my ways. So, too, when your parents and caretakers failed to walk in my ways, it hurt you. As you uncover your wounds I promise to comfort you--to sigh deeply with you--over all the pain you experienced as a child. I will look with compassion on all your ruins. I will make your deserts like Eden and your wastelands like the gardens of the Lord. Joy and kindness will be found in you, thanksgiving and the sound of singing." (Isaiah 50:4; 51:1-3)
"As you get in touch with painful events from the past, you may feel bitter and cry out to me, 'Why did my way seem hidden to you?' My child, I am the everlasting God, the creator of the ends of the earth, the One who measured the waters in the hollow of my hand. I bring out the starry hosts one by one and call them each by name. Because of my great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing. No one can fathom the depths of my knowledge and understanding. I long to be gracious to you; I rise to show you compassion; I am a God of justice, the God of the womb, and your El Shaddai. Blessed are all those who wait for me." (Isaiah 40:27-30; 12,26; 30:18)
"You are fearfully and wonderfully made. When I knit you together in your mother's womb, your form was not hidden from me. My eyes saw your unformed body. At that time, all the days of your life were ordained by me, written in my book before one of them ever came to be. Thoughts of you are precious to me. If you were to count the number of times I think about you, the sum would outnumber the grains of sand. Yes, I created you, but I also adopted you as my child. Embrace the forgiveness I extend to you through my son, Jesus, and you will know my nurturing love. As my child, I will put the Spirit of my son within your heart, enabling you to call out to me, Abba, Father--Papa!
"At times you may feel like I am tearing your to pieces. But you must give me permission to open up and cleanse your wounds. If you press on to know me, then as surely as the sun arises, I will come to you. I will come like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth. You will know my passage. You will know my healing." (Psalm 139:13-18; John 1:12; Ephesians 1:5,6; Galatians 4:6; Hosea 6:1-3)
' Copyright: Annie: 1990: All rights reserved
The above was sent to me during the first year of my recovery by a woman I had met during a retreat. She had felt led to pray for me at the retreat, and then later, sent this to me. She didn't know anything at all about what I had been going through, making this even more special. I will always believe these words were indeed from God.