Who are you, child? Are you what you have been through? Your hurt, your pain, your impurities? Who are you, child? Are you the weak, the burdened, the disgusted? Show Me who you are.
My child, I perceive the hurt that you carry. I touched the self-hatred in your heart. I loathe the temptations that you battle. I discern the mistreatment from your friends, from your family. I soothingly wipe the tears that flow from your heart. My child, I denude you and all that you see! So, that you may embosom My child; the one whom I hold within.
You, My child, are as bold as a lion (Proverbs 28:1). You have a strength and a shield (Psalm 28:7) that NO demon can conquer. Your insecurities find refuge under My wings (Psalms 91:4). Because I have commanded you to be strong, to be courageous for I am with you My child (Joshua 1:9). You have nothing to fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name, you are Mine (Isaiah 43:1). Cast all your cares on Me, child, I want them (1 Peter 5:7)! I died, so that you could live! I was whipped, so I can take your hurt! I was nailed, so I can take all your pain. I was pierced, so you wouldn’t have to be.
Beloved, My love for you is unconditional. My grace towards you is unmeasurable, why? Because of who you are, beloved. You are My child. My son get up, My daughter arise, just as I did, and show the world who you are!
I am a son/daughter of the risen King!