My Sweet Child,

I see the way you look at yourself and I hear the immediate negative thought that comes to your head when your reflection stares back at you. I wish you would know how much my heart breaks to see you this way- you are so beautiful to me. More beautiful than the thousands of stars, more beautiful than the deepest of blue that you find in the oceans and more beautiful than any precious stone I have ever created.

I notice the way you look at the girl next door and the way you wish to be like her- to have her life. "If only" you think to yourself. I wish you would know how uniquely I created you. Right down to your DNA. I made you so special. You are intricately designed- I sewed you together with the best fabric and made you of the most special material I could find. I made you different and that's what makes you so precious.

My Sweet Child,

I hear the way you cry at night, wondering when life will get better and my heart breaks to think that I'm not enough for you. I hear you scramble to find ways to rid yourself of 'loneliness' and my heart aches to see you this way. My sweet Child, I'm right beside you- I always have been. I made the beautiful trees and the vast skies, to remind you of my presence and I'm not going anywhere. I just wish you would see me.

I see you hide under your covers, afraid of what the world has to hold. You think you have to pretend to be someone you're not, in order to fit in, but my sweet child, you were built strong- stronger than a mountain, stronger than roots that hold giant trees to the ground. You can overcome anything- because you've got me rooting for you. I know you can do it! I believe in you!

My Sweet Child,

I hear your heart beat in anxiety about the things to come and I hear your frustration about what a crazy world you live in. You were born a fighter- you fight for justice, for equality, for the gospel- my love letter to you. You are a fighter because I created you to be.

"Am I enough?" I hear your whispers. You are more than enough. You are my child- you are MINE. I sprinkled the stars in the sky with just a word, but when I created you, I breathed into you- I brought you life- for a reason you may not yet understand. My sweet child, Do Not Give Up. I have plans for you that are greater than any that you can think of. All I need you to do is look to me. Look at me. Just at me and nothing else.

My Sweet Child,

I know that at times you find it difficult to love yourself or to believe that anyone ever has or will, but my child, my scars speak a different story- I gave up my life so you could have yours, because I love you so much. My sweet child, forgive yourself, because I forgave you on that cross. Give yourself another chance, to keep going at it. You'll find your way- I've got your back. I promise.

My Sweet Child, I Love You.