Oh how He loves

How could you love me?

Someone so broken.

I don’t feel pretty, clean, or worthy.

I do not deserve your love.

I am no beautiful dove.

I am not pure and innocent.

I lay broken at your feet

Begging for mercy.

I am filthy

Full of sin.

How could you love me?

I feel this overwhelming peace.

Your blood washed over me.

This broken dove is redeemed.

I can fly… straight into your arms.

I don’t understand your love.

I don’t understand how you could love someone so broken and tiny.

But You do love me.

All of me.

In my brokenness, sorrow, shame, and sin.

You are my strength and my love.

You are beautiful God.

Thank you for loving me until the ends of the earth and beyond.

Forever and eternally

I am Yours and You are mine.

Daddy's Little Princess

I look around me and see fathers with their daughters all the time! But until I started teaching swim lessons I never really looked at them. It is amazing how much father's love their daughters. You can see it by everything they do. The dad's in my swim lessons always encourage their little girls, always have the biggest smiles when they do something right, and are basically the little girl's number one cheerleader. All they are missing are the pom poms. These dad's love their little girls so much that is just radiates off them. It fascinates me, because I see how much they love their daughters and even how much my dad loves me, yet it is not even a fraction of how much God loves us. I mean my dad does so much for me. He is always there to cheer me on, he encourages me in ways that no one else could, and loves me for who I am and not what the world wants me to be. I can't even comprehend a love greater than my dad's love for me. But God's love IS greater... We are our daddy's little princesses no matter how old we get, but we are also real princesses of the King for eternity. God is so amazing. I can't wait until the moment when I can run into His arms and hear Him say "welcome home my princess."

God Bless,

Rachael

My Perfect Best Friend

So many times Christians are labeled as "religious". She believes in God so she
is religious. He goes to church every week so he is religious. Well you know
what I am not "religious". I have a best friend who just happens to be perfect.
He is my God but He is also my Father. I don't pray because I have to. I pray
because that's how I talk to Him. There is so much more to believing in God than
being religious. I have a relationship with Him. I don't just believe in Him so I
can have a ticket into heaven. I trust Him with my life. I can feel His
everlasting love and I can see Him work in my life. He is the only one who will
always listen and always be there. Even our closest friend here on earth will
get tired of us at some point. God never will. He is the ultimate best friend because He
doesn't just rule over us like a dictator. He is in every part of my life by my
choice. Because I choose Him. I choose a Father not a religion.

God Bless,

Rachael

Mental Battle

All these voices inside my head

memories and thoughts

hopes and dreams

pain and brokenness

you are beautiful he said

then he chooses someone else

am I not beautiful anymore?

I love you he said

then he walks away from our friendship

am I not worthy of loving?

you are too good for me he says

but that just makes me feel like I'm worth nothing

why do I try to be accepted by this world?

questions flood my mind and take over

but now I am not in control

I gave my life to the One who saved it

He is perfect and all powerful

try to mess with Him

He will bring you to your knees

my Father tells me I am beautiful

He always chooses me

my Father loves me

He will never walk away

I am a sinner

yet I am perfect in His eyes

this world offers nothing compared to what my Father offers

my mental battle is over

I choose Him forever and eternally