All these broken things
the yucky things
the regret, guilt, shame, frustration
It’s messy
It got messy for Me before the cross
I hurt for you then
I took all your hurt then
I hung vulnerable, as a spectacle, abused by the world
And every moment of messy and exposed, I did it for you
so you would know that I only ever want you close to Me
My hurt drew you close
I understand, I really do
I’m here for you, I want you!
Please let Me embrace you!
I was treated abusively and unfairly
I willingly received wounds on My body
I really do understand hurts of all kinds
I am intimately aware of what you’re going through right now
I can help if you’ll let Me
But first come here; let Me hold you, let Me enfold you in the warmth and strength of My embrace
This is how close I want you… always
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