Isaiah 46:4 –“Even to your old age I am he, and to gray hairs I will carry you. I have made, and I will bear; I will carry and will save.”
My Precious Child,
From the very beginning of your story, I’ve been speaking to you. When you took your first breath, My presence filled the room. In your moments of wonder, I whispered truth through beauty. In your deepest pain, I spoke comfort through your tears. And when all seemed quiet, I was still there—never silent, never distant.
You may have thought I was absent. You may have believed My voice was too hard to hear. But beloved, I’ve always been speaking. In laughter. In Scripture. In the soft rustle of morning wind. Through the words of a friend, the warmth of a sunset, and the stillness before sleep—I have been near.
Even now, I am speaking.
Not with thunder or noise, but with a quiet whisper meant just for you. My voice doesn’t shout to compete with the chaos. It invites you to draw closer, to quiet your soul, and hear the love I’ve been pouring out day after day.
You are not forgotten. I have carried you this far, and I will carry you still. My promise doesn’t grow old with time. My love doesn’t waver with your years. I am the One who made you. I am the One who sustains you. I am the One who will carry you home.
So walk forward with faith, My child. Tune your heart to My whisper, and you’ll see—I’ve never stopped speaking.
Always with you,
Your Father, the One who speaks and stays.
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