h i s

Write this down quick, lest you forget.

Child, your past does not define you.

Do you understand? It does not define you. 

Jesus Christ bled and paid for your sins. He has already set you free. 

Your past does not define you and the accuser cannot tell you so.

In your battle against flesh, He has won the battle for you. 

You are victorious because He is victorious. 

What happened in the past is not who you are meant to be.

You were meant for so much more.

You were meant for holiness.

You were meant for purity.

You were meant to love and be loved.

You were meant to be satisfied but that can only come from the Father.

You were meant to love another, but not with your own love and not with your own way.

You were meant to wait.

You were meant to pursue all things pure. 

So,

Listen here, child of the King.

Lift your chin up high. 

Because He loves you and has forgiven you.

Not once. Not twice.

But more than you can count in your finite lifetime and comprehension.

Lift your chin up high,

Because He is the One who repairs, builds and holds together

The house your feeble hands shake to keep from collapsing. 

Lift your chin up high, 

Because where you gaze is where you wander

So keep your eyes fixed on Him. 

Lift your chin up high,

Because the failures of your flesh are labels that no longer adhere to your soul

Not the names from the accuser or even the ones you put on yourself

Let them fall because you have a new name.

Write this down quick, lest you forget.

The next time the accuser comes by and calls you by your Past,  lift your chin up a little higher, and tell him you have a different name:

Because you are

HIS.