You, my dear, are new!

if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation;

the old is gone, the new has come!

We are made new. The old is gone. Easy to read.

Do we really believe it?

The REAL treasure of who we are is still being revealed to us.

God already sees what is.

Who we are.

We’re still getting our eyes adjusted to His light.

You, my dear, are complete.

What if we choose -just for THIS moment- to believe

we’re acceptable, ok, and lovable?

Oh, do I hear some sighs? What's that you're saying?
You don't know what it's like... Life's been hard & taught me otherwise...

I've messed up... How can I be ok?
 Oh, but, sweet girl, listen.

You did not choose me. I chose you.

When you walk into a room full of strangers,

isn't it a relief when someone you know greets you warmly?

"Hi! I'm so glad you came!"

That sure does make me feel more welcome!