Dear, Sister

Maybe no one else understands how much you're carrying, how exhausted your heart feels, or how loud the silence can be. But I do.

I don’t know the exact shape of your struggles.

Maybe you're drowning in the relentless waves of motherhood.

Maybe your marriage feels like a fight instead of a refuge.

Maybe you're yearning for a closeness with a God who mostly feels out of reach.

The enemy will try to wear you down.

He'll try convincing you that you're failing, that you’re unseen, and that you have to keep striving just to be enough.

But hear me—you are already enough because our Father is enough.

Your worth is found in the One who made you, the One who knows every weary thought and loves you wholly, even in the mess.

You are not invisible.

You are not forgotten.

You have always been enough.

You are loved, held, and known by a God who still moves mountains. One who still parts the seas.

And He's pursuing you with unrelenting grace.

With sisterly love,

A Friend Who Understands