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Nothing in this world is ever wasted especially when it comes to God and His plan for our lives. Although the times of brokeness and sorrow have felt to have been to of no end or purpose, under His hand they begin to have purpose. Every single broken dream that has been ressurected has been to bring His name glory.

In the season where death and darkness surrounded, where the heavyness of sorrow dimmed the vison and perception of each day His hand was ever near, His eyes watching and intensely aware of the pain His child was enduring. Tears streamed down His face as the world treated his child(ren) with torment and suffering and they grew weary under its burdensome pressure. Yet

He saw beyond the suffering, beyond the dispair, beyond the agony and saw the end of the journey each child would go through and knew He could turn it around and bring hope where hope lacked, joy where only sorrow and defeat once lay, love and mercy which would conqueor the darkness and the light which would be the victory.

So hold on because through you may not see the end, and the journey may filled with turmoil and despair, struggles which seem unceasing, know that You worship the Kings of all Kings, who is more than able to provide the nurishment your soul seeks. Delight in His presence and gaze upon His Majesty and He will see you through and revive your soul. Who brings life and life in abundance.

1 Corinthians 15:55-58
O DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR VICTORY? O DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR STING?” 56 The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law; but thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Therefore, my beloved brethren, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that your toil is not in vain in the Lord.

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