My child, you are who you are. Just as I AM who I am.

Daughter, do not doubt how I’ve made you. Wonderfully. Mysteriously. Miraculously.

Yes, daughter, each creation is a miracle. Each word I breathe, each song I sing, each act is nothing short of a miracle. All I do moves and breathes and lives. All I speak. All I command.

My love, why would it be any different for you? Have I not spoken, loved, crafted, created?

Have I not breathed love and life and freedom for you?

My daughter, my breath is your breath. My plans are your plans. My will is yours.

Will you release what is your own?

Will you be all you are?

My daughter, take a breath. Close your eyes.

Do you not see?

Time does not escape. Life does not end. The word does not collapse. My breath does not cease. It holds all, enlivens. It dances and moves and fills your lungs.

Daughter, fill others. Fill them with my breath, my life. Breathe unto them, as I have breathed unto you. Give life, my love.

Would I call you if it wasn’t possible?

Would I speak to you if there was nothing to say?

Would I give if I did not want you to receive?

Would I live if there was no reason?

My daughter, the reason is not apparent to you. But it is to me.

To me, you will. To us, you will. To them, to the many, you will.

For you already have.

You have since I formed you. You have since you came to me. Since you obeyed and took a step. Since you fell and cried and worried and feared that I was gone.

My daughter, you have. You always have. Because I have.

I have. I will. I love. I give. I live.

So live, my daughter. Live and teach and grow and love. Love, my daughter.

Because I have. I will. I do.

Now go. Go and be. I have spoken it. I have sanctioned it. I have given it. Do not deny it or allow yourself to believe lies.

You have said yes. Now do. My love, go and do. Breathe and love.

I’ll be with you. Right with you.

See Exodus 3:14; Ruth 1:16-17; Matthew 28:16-20; Mark 4:26-29; Hebrews 13