God gave me this letter, these words, years ago for a young man serving in our church. I feel there are gems in this that He would have me share today. His words are truth. Receive this gift.
Dear Son,
Blessings to you – overflowing from the heart of Daddy.
Well done good and faithful servant.
In the heat – well done.
In the dark – well done.
In the light – well done.
You are my faithful – my radical faith filled boy and I AM mighty PLEASED. You have walked where many would not. You have walked through the fire, and you have been willing to share your testimony. Transparently. Beautifully. I AM well pleased. Choosing me every time. Choosing well. Even when it hurts. Even in the ridicule. Even in confusion and judgment and pain and strain all around – and still you choose well. You choose me. Your voice is mine. Your words are mine. You stand unshaken in the truth. You stand. In every whirlwind you choose to stand with your eyes on me. And it is good. Every time. I AM mighty. I AM proud. I AM. Let the little things go and keep your eye on the prize. I have it ALL. It is all covered by me. I AM. I know and I watch and I care – constantly – about every little thing. It is done. It is in my care. It is in my hand. It is settled well.
Enough is enough in every area. My enough is enough. My enough is more than enough for you in every area. In every situation, in every place. It is done.
Faithful – radical faith – stretched to the brim. Full of faith. It is the most beautiful sight. My call to little has harvested much. Your willingness to choose me – to say Yes Daddy – to ask and listen and step out in the places that looked weird. I have seen it every time – your tender heart turned toward me and longing to hear my voice. It is well. Recognizing me is my heart’s desire for all and you are with me making a way in the wilderness for all you encounter. So much that goes unseen in the world – I see. I see your heart for me and your willingness to step out in faith and your courage to stand with me in hard places and your constant “Yes”. This is my heart’s desire. My Daddy heart is popping with pride in my boy. Well done son. It is well.
The horns are blasting, the trumpets are sounding – it’s a new day – a new time – a new place – a new vision – a new way – and it is good. All has been prepared by me and the sounding of the horn declares the shift, the change, the mighty, the plenty, the more than enough and it is my way, and it is good.
My love opens doors. My way is easy. My mighty more than enough is yours. Love. Love well. Be diligent in love. My way. Rest. Rest well. Be diligent in rest. My way. You carry my peace and my joy and my strength and my wisdom and my love and my everything and it is good.
Saunter not. Be bold and courageous as we stride together. With me is joy. I declare and it is true. You are mine and I love you.
Mighty – my hand is mighty – and I am moving my mighty hand on your behalf. Watch well. Listen well. Take notes and be still. It is a testimony FULL of life. It is your testimony FULL of me. It is for you, yes, but it is being multiplied. Many, many, beyond what you can think or imagine, will live. Many will be free. Many will stand for eternity with me. Because you chose me. Because you chose well – daily – in every little thing and it is BIG – really big. Be still and know that I AM – I am not distracted, distant or detached – I am on point, focused, laser sharp and I will not be moved. I AM. That is steady. That is truth. That is always my way. Always. With love overflowing and my heart always turned toward you – I AM.
Be still son. Be still with me. It is enough. More than enough. My way – us together- bringing truth and life and light into the darkest places. Joy and peace where there is sorrow and war. Hope where there is none. We, together, are doing incredible, beautiful, wonderful, glorious, divine, remarkable, amazing things – every day. Watch and see – Rest and Relax – Stand and pray – And in it all – every day – know I AM. I love you and I am for you and not against you and it is good.
Love, Daddy
Excerpt from Truth In Hard Places