Eyes on Me, Child

Do you truly believe that I am pleased with you? Search your heart and make yourself sure of what I already know. Do you truly believe that I smile over you, not just watch over you from a distance? Like a mother comforts her child, so, too, will I comfort you. Do you see me holding you in the palm of my hand? I engraved you there. Do you see me protecting you? I am covering you in the shadow of my wings. Do you see me routing angels to your deliverance? I have stationed them all around you. Do you see that I know you? I lovingly knit you together and counted every precious hair on your head.

I see you, precious one, and I understand your anguish. I know your concern. I knelt alone in the garden of Gethsemane. I sweat drops of blood in anguish before the cross. I gave my very life for you. Do you see me? Do you see the depths of my love?

I am overwhelmed with the beauty of your “yes,” the beauty of your heart’s intention. I will show you that this is my way. Walk in it. You won’t miss it. I am setting everything up for your victory. I am not far away. My voice is not far off. My voice is right here, day by day, step by step, faith to faith, and glory to glory. My light will shine on your path, and you will take another step with me, through me, and never without me. One step at a time. You will never walk alone.

Thank you, Jesus. You do more than walk with me. You carry me through. Thank you for your victory. Thank you for your love.