Dear you,

I hope you’ve had a good week. I know you’ve been busy. I know you’ve been stressed. I know that sometimes it seems like life is just too difficult to bear, or that the tunnel seems too dark, or the climb seems too treacherous, or the ocean seems too impassable.

I get it. I’ve been there.

I bet people were mean to you this week, I imagine some betrayed you, some probably made up some falsehoods about you, perhaps you’ve even been excluded by some, or targeted by others. It’s frustrating how people treat each other, isn’t it?

I know you’ve had some nights where you can’t seem to fall asleep, or some mornings that seem to come just a little bit too early, that alarm blares obnoxiously, and you struggle to open your eyes.

It’s okay. You can relax now. You can rest.

I wish you would talk to me more, so I could help you through things. I know what’s going on, I can see and I can observe it, and I can sense your pain, but there is so much I could help you with if you would just allow me to.

So often I find myself standing on the sidelines watching you and wondering what you’re going to do with what you’re facing, or how you’re going to figure things out. I see you as you struggle, as you cry, as you analyze, as you mourn.

There were so many times this week I tried to get your attention. I sent people your way; I gave you moments and encounters in which you could have been a blessing to others, I whispered in your ear, and comforted you when you were feeling low. I helped you when you were sick.

I know most of the times you didn’t notice. That’s okay. I loved helping you anyway.

So, the week is ending, and my favorite day is on the horizon, and there are a couple of things I wanted to remind you of.

So, just for a second, can you stop whatever you’re doing and listen?

Rest.

Breathe.

Listen.

First off, I love you. I think I need to start with that. I know sometimes those words are difficult to hear and believe, based on how many times you may have heard them and not believed they were true. But I can guarantee you, this time. They’re true. I have the scars to prove it.

Secondly, all those things you did this week that you tried to hide from me, or that you forgot that I saw, it doesn’t stop me from loving you, or change how much I adore you. Bring those things to me. Let’s work through them together. I will fight for you; you need only to be still.

Next, I’m sorry for the pain you’ve experienced this week. Believe me, I’ve felt it too. It was never my intent for you to go through these kinds of things. For that, I’m incredibly sorry. But remember I will strengthen you when you are weary, and I will give you power when you are weak.

If you hope in me, I will renew your strength. You will soar on wings like eagles, and you will run and not grow weary, you will walk and not be faint. Also, if you lack wisdom you should ask me. I will give generously to you without finding fault.

There’s so much more I want to tell you, but I can tell you’re already thinking about the things you need to do next, or tomorrow, or for the next week.

It’s okay. I get it. I know you’re just trying to do your best.

I guess, just please don’t forget about me. I really do want to be there for you. I really do love you. And if ever you forget, just take a look out your window and see the tapestries of colors I’ve painted for your enjoyment, take a look at the shimmering stars in the galaxies that I’ve hung to light your way. Just feel the breeze encircle you, and imagine it’s my arms around you.

I can’t wait to see you in person.

Believe me, it's sooner than you think.

Tell everyone, okay?

I love you.

I miss you.

 

- God.

 

Devin Anavitarte is one of the founders of Enspire Productions. He is currently a teacher at Burton Adventist Academy. 

 

P.S- Let’s talk soon, okay?

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