A letter to my future self I wrote a few years ago, that I feel like sharing here. FutureMe is a site where one writes to their future selves - you decide the date you want to receive it and you will receive it via email. I've only been doing it the past 5 years and here's one I read today.
"Dear FutureMe,
Its Good Friday today. I'm reminded of a revelation I received some time ago when I recalled that painful season of my life, He said:
"What you thought were holes in His hands (because you thought you fell from his hands) were actually His saving hands."
I don't know what situation you may be in as you read this, but I hope you remember those saving hands is always saving, is still saving.
I mean look at you! In THAT season you did not think and it did not feel like there was a way out. Ever. Yet here you are. Alive. Free. Healed and pursuing healing. Living. In abundance. With family. With Nau.
You can't make up these kind of stories.
God is real and I hope and pray you step more in to your calling today, empowered with a fresh flow of anointing as you read this and step further in to who you are supposed to be in this world and release release release all that God has put in to you.
Keep writing that is all.
Fix your eyes on Jesus from whom all blessings flow. and you'll be alright. I was having a tug of war with worth before I typed this but when you read this, I pray that you're living fully in the worth that is yours in the Lord! He is worthy of it all. He's the real deal. and He's got only the best for you. I can only hope you're living in that today.
You are loved. Live in that."
Happy to report that I'm living loved today!
This week in every year I always aim to write something meaningful reflecting on this here journey with Jesus. May 13th is my siblings and I's spiritual birthday, May 14th is our late Father's birthday and of course the Matriach's birthday and Mother's Sunday usually fall along the same week(s).
If you've been following long enough, you would know there was a time when I didn't think I'd come back home. So to be living from home with family, and my grandmother (Nau) in this season, is a true miracle to say the least.
It is crazy to me to live in this reality knowing this is not how I would have written this story.
Thankful to God for our late father who paved the way for us, believed in something more than himself for himself, so that we can live and love today. Everything that we are today are fruits of his faith, his love and his obedience.
There is nothing I boldly proclaim that I never saw him believe in first.
We miss him so. 😢 but I'm grateful I get to live in the realities he always knew was meant for us.
Thank you Jesus.
I hope that in my stories, you get to reflect on your journeys too. 💝
Love this Dilo 🤍🤍
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