Dear Anne, Words rising up off the page…
I heard your story.
I heard your pain.
I heard your stunned amazement at the hate-filled words.
Words rising up off the page in judgement, in condemnation, in abhorence.
Words that chill the heart, and threaten, and curse.
There are other words:
Words of encouragement and acceptance, and love.
Words of appreciation for the person you are, a graceful and grace-filled presence in a hurting, broken world.
I pray you hear and believe those words:
Words of affirmation and kindness
Words that confirm your calling as a person of the life-giving, life-embracing God.
(Shared with permission. Photo: Wix.)