Grace, Intimacy, Musings, Prayer, Trials, Wilderness

Bruised Reed

A bruised reed He will not break, and a faintly burning wick He will not quench. (‭Isaiah‬ ‭42‬:‭3‬ ESV)

God does not despise weakness. It is the very nature of His heart to shelter it. It is so, so safe to come to Him in our frailty. He will not turn us away in our brokenness and neediness. He will not turn us away in our weak small love and in our feeble attempts at loving Him. He welcomes us into His strength and covers us in our weakness. A bruised reed He will not break, a faintly burning wick He will not quench, and a little frail heart He will never, ever turn away. 

I love His ways, they’re so kind. He is an amazing Papa.

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