“I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of My hand.” — John 10:28

Dear , come, let us reason together and consider this perfect love that casts out fear. The fear of losing what I have already secured. The fear that causes you to strive and compete for my attention because you have believed the enemy's lies.

You are safe with Me and secured in My truth, My girl. I am not moved by mood or moment. I do not withdraw in your moments of weakness; in fact, it is there that My strength is made perfect. I am God in your strength, and I remain God in your weakness. Nothing about you unsettles me. Even if a mother were to forget her nursing child, I am bound to Mine through every phase of their growth. I am committed to you in the process. But yes, you must grow. Grow in gifts. Grow in fruit. Grow in likeness.

Is it not the desire of every loving father that his child begins to resemble him? That he can entrust her with responsibility, delegate authority, and watch her walk with confidence so that others can say, “She is one with her father”?

Yet this growth is not rooted in performance. It flows from identity. You do not grow to earn My love. You grow because you already have it. You do not mature to secure your place. You mature because you are secure.

So, , you can rest here. In this truth that nothing can separate you from my love. Rest in these hands that were pierced for you. The love which now surrounds you already proved itself (on the cross). Be assured of my faithfulness, for I am the keeper of promises, the custodian of covenants. From Abraham to Isaac. From David to Jesus. From to her generation.

Trust that I finish what I start. That even when you feel uncertain, I remain steady. Trust that I am with you right here, right now; that you are covered. And when the noise of the world grows loud, when comparison whispers, when doubt tries to creep in, remember this:

You are chosen. You are kept. You are secure in My love. And I won't change my mind about you.

With unwavering steadiness,

Abba