My Precious Sister,

I cannot sleep…

I probably only got two hours of sleep before I woke up with you on my mind.

I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop being afraid for you. I love you so much, sister. I really don’t even know where to start. But I really want you to feel what’s on my heart… Gosh… I love you so much. I really miss how you used to be. Happy, full of life and joy… Loving, caring, passionate about the future and just growing into the woman God called you to be. I believe it’s all still there. I know it is… It has to be… So, I won’t rest until I see it resurface. I’m praying for your deliverance… That the devil has a hold on you, no more. So keep on fighting for me, okay? Don’t you give up, alright? You were not made to quit. You were built to outlast this storm you’re in and come out on the other side, you got it?

Romans 8:18, “Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later.” (NLT)

You’re an amazing person. And no matter what you tell yourself, you’ll never be anything less. You hear me? I know you can’t hear me… Oh, how I wish you could though. You are more than a conqueror… You are not a slave to fear or anxiety. You are a a child of God! You are a child of God… You’re His. The creator of the universe loves you. He adores you. He made you to glorify Him. He made you to reflect His glory. So, what’s going on in you, with you and around you right now; the stuff that’s not like Him, it has to die! In Jesus name… It has to cease. You have to win. You have to come out. You will come out. You will see the light at the end of the tunnel for you.

1 Peter 2:9, “But you are not like that, for you are a chosen people. You are royal priests, a holy nation, God’s very own possession. As a result, you can show others the goodness of God, for he called you out of the darkness into His wonderful light.” (NLT)

This letter here, it’s just a flare. I just want you to see it. It’s not so dark, huh? You don’t have to be afraid, sister. I know telling you that doesn’t make it all go away. I remember when I struggled with anxiety and depression, they way you have been lately. I remember that I felt like there was no help for me. I remember when I just wanted it all to end… I wanted to die. I was going to end it myself. Crazy, huh? But I can relate to you, though. That’s what makes this battle that you are fighting, daily, scary for me. Because I don’t want you to feel that way. I don’t want you to feel so alone that you have to make your own way out. Because you are not alone. The Devil is a liar and Jesus is the truth. God’s word is true.

John 8:32, “And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” (NLT)

I want you to… No, I need you to keep pushing yourself to do the very things you don’t feel like doing. Even if it’s just, “I need you”. Repeat that to God. Even if you just read one scripture a day, or just listen to it. Do that. Fight, sister. Fight! You can do this! You can be more. You are more. You are better than what’s trying to break you. You are not broken! The chains are broken, though. The truth will… No… It has prevailed. The gates of hell will not prevail against you! You have people praying for you; people who love you. Family, friends… whoever; we are with you.

You will be restored to God’s intended glory for you, you got me? I can’t tell you how much I’ve tried not to cry, writing this.

You have to understand that you mean the world to me. Before I had anyone to talk to, it was just you. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I know I had God. He was there first… But me and you, we grew… We grew together. You taught me things. You helped me get through so much… Even my own anxiety and fears and depression. You helped me rise above, sis. You were there for me, sister.

Galatians 6:2, “Share each other’s burdens, and in this way obey the law of Christ.”

I know what you’re going through… So as much as I want to say to you, “Let me be there for you”, I won’t. Because I know it’s not easy to let people in when you feel like it’s pointless and the whole world is against you. But I urge you, not to retreat, but to fight. I had to fight, more than I wanted to sit comfortable in the darkness. I had to want my freedom more than anything else. WANT YOUR FREEDOM! Want it for yourself. Not for no one else. WANT YOUR FREEDOM! Not because what you're going through is hurting others. WANT YOUR FREEDOM, because Jesus died to set you free... WANT YOUR FREEDOM, because it’s for you… It’s yours. BE FREE. Cry out for your freedom, sister.

John 8:36, “So if the Son sets you free, you are truly free.” (NLT)

You are still, and always will be, my best friend. My sister, I will not stop praying for you until I see you free. You are lifted up. God sees you… He knows your name. He has not forsaken you or forgotten you… Understand that.

The root of this issue I don’t know what it is. I don’t know where it started for you. But I know that it needs to be confronted and exposed. That’s what needs to happen. Then, you need to embrace God’s love for you… Because His perfect love… It casts out all fear. You know that. Know that Jesus loves you. He died for you. He wants you to be free. He longs for you to embrace His perfect, unfailing love for you and accept your freedom… You are not a slave. (Copy and Paste)

I pray that this song from Bethel Music, ministers to you, the same way it ministered to me. I love you, sister. I hope we get to talk soon. I’m praying for you.

Published by A Passionate Writer