Talk to me, Abba.

Trust Me in deep pain. Though your heart be deeply grieved and your body full of trembling, trust Me in it. You cannot understand My ways and in this time of despair you are not expected to. Grieve deeply. Allow yourself to fall into Me. I am here and I am good. I am even good in death. I know your pain, sweet one. I collect your tears in My bottle. I hurt with you. Take My hand. You are not alone.

"He will swallow up death forever." Isaiah 25:8

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