You Are Loved!


If you are one of those who believe long enough that you are not loved by God, know that it is a lie. The truth is you are loved. And you are loved by God. You are planned for, you are crafted in His mind in the beginning of time and He has skillfully woven you into being. In other words, you are heaven-make!

You have a destiny and a future. God has mapped it out for you, whether you know it yet or not. In due time, He will show you. Life is so precious because it was in His mind to give you that entitlement and pleasure.

Life will take on a new meaning when you begin to understand what you are created for; God’s own purpose for you.

God makes no mistake and you are definitely not a mistake. Truth is prevailing and what God says over you matters most. It is going to outlast whatever people may say or even what you think about yourself. You do not have to fear men’s opinions and disapproval. Your life purpose is intimately woven with God’s intention and it is powerful. That is why the devil will try his utmost to get you sidetracked if he can’t get you to abort God’s higher purpose for your life.

Don’t trade God’s best for something else, dear friend. Hold fast to His plan for your life. Step back boldly into your calling even when things get rough. The best is yet to come!

(Is this speaking to someone or someone you know of? Please share it.)

Jeremiah 29:11 (AMP)
For I know the plans and thoughts that I have for you,’ says the Lord, ‘plans for peace and well-being and not for disaster to give you a future and a hope.
Psalm 139:13-18 (NLT)

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank You for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in Your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed. How precious are Your thoughts about me, O God. They cannot be numbered! I can’t even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand! And when I wake up, You are still with me!

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