Great Expectations // Choosing Wiselyنموونە

I Am With You On This Road

My daughter, you are no mistake. I made you with intention. I made you with your face in my mind, your voice in my ears. I made you with a name and with grace and with gifts only yours—your gifts My very gift to you. 

You are not made with a pressure to perform, with an expectation to achieve. You are not made with a heaviness to bear around your neck, a weight to carry, a weariness of long days, one after another. 

I know the way with Me can feel hard. I know this road feels long. I am with you on the road, My dear. I am with you on this road.

Take steps now where you can no longer see. Reach your hand out now for I long to grab yours and hold tight. Lift those shoulders now; let me take that burden you carry. 

Can you see Me taking it? Can you see My hands upon your shoulders, the weight being lifted off? Can you feel shackles being cut? Can you feel the things you can’t with your eyes see? 

I am for you, My child. And I do not ask you to go places where I will not be. Only go where I am. Even though you can’t see the next steps, I do. And I go ahead and I know when the path is clear. 

Just follow Me, my daughter. I know this road, this one marked out for you. You have choices about where to go, whether to turn right or to turn left. But ask Me where I am. And trust I give you recognition for the One who made you, for the One who designed your heart, for the One who knows His daughter and the details of the road for her, ahead.