Bridge
It is hard to believe that God can bind up our deepest wounds. The ones that come from loss and grief and devastation. Because the hope becomes too heavy. And the healing becomes impossible to hold. And it can feel like we are just going through the motions. But in the still of our endless nights. God is building a bridge to whole. And He is reinforcing every step with grace to catch you wherever your feet and heart may fall. Today, trust in this peace through every hurt: God is building a brighter day. He will walk with you across every crisis. And He will walk with you through every change. ❤️ “And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of His glory in Christ Jesus.” [Philippians 4:19]
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