Just when I feel like I have been abandoned, there you are.

Just when I feel like I could not be more alone, there you are.

God, you never give up on me. I am realizing my deep need for you. My eyes are being opened to the intense need for intimacy with you. My spirit is being awakened to the truth that I was created to be loved by you. I need you to not give up on me, and you don't.

I need someone to not give up on me, and you don't.

Even in my mess, you don't give up. When everyone else does, you don't. When others fail me Daddy, you are there waiting for me to run back into your arms. God, you never fail. Your love is unfailing and unending. I don't understand it, but I need it so desperately.

You are my safe place, my hiding place. You are where I run to. You are where I find love that looks at me and sees a pure, beautiful child of God.

A love that doesn't see the mess I am and the mess I've made.

I need to know that I am loved and accepted no matter how big my mess is.

The lies say that I have too many issues. They say that I am too messy. They say that I need to get it together, that I am unacceptable. They say that my problems are a hindrance to others. That I am too much to deal with. That people are tired of dealing with my crap.

But Jesus, you never give up. Your grace is unending. You never stop loving. You don't see the ugly mess. You see a beautiful child, one who is worthy of love, despite how unworthy I am without You. You are the One that accepts me fully where I am. You are the One that can see past all of my junk and love me the same.

When I am in my despair, you are there. You are with me. You pursue me. You set me free.

Thank you papa. Thank you daddy.

In the middle of my storm, you are my peace.

In the middle of my desert, you are my stream.

In the middle of my mess, you wash my feet.

In the middle of my brokenness, you are my strength.

In the middle of my nothingness, you are everything.

In the middle of my cry, you answer me.

In the middle of it all, you never leave.

I can't understand your love. But I need it so desperately.

This is my condition. I crave love and acceptance. You are the One that can offer it unconditionally and unceasingly. After I've wasted my inheritance, after I've chosen to live in lies and in bondage, you come running to me. You come to set me free. Thank you.

 To be loved. It is the deep cry and desire of my heart.

I am sorry for looking for it in so many other places. I am sorry for seeking validation and my identity in others. I am sorry for trying to impress. I am sorry for trying to have it all together.

I am broken Daddy, and you are the One that can love me through it.

Thank you for loving me