Cherished

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Luke 21 v 1-4

And He looked up and saw the rich putting there gifts into the treasury, and He also saw a certain poor widow putting in two mites. So He said, "Truly I say to you that this poor widow has put in more than all ; for all these out of their abundance have put in offerings for God, but she out of her poverty put in all the livelihood that she had."

Scripture taken from the New King James version. Copyright 1979,1980, 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

God sees into our hearts. Our hurts, our hearts. Nothing we give to Him or offer to others is wasted. He values our sacrifices, above money, above all things.

He accepts the sacrifices of a broken heart.

He heals the broken hearted.

There is no love, no peace on earth that can surpass the wholeness, security, peace and cherishedness I feel in Jesus.
I am his warrior princess.
Nothing however small or painful is ever wasted.
My soul is not empty, there is no gap. He fills me. He heals me.

"My beloved is mine and I am his. he feeds his flock among the lillies" song of solomon 2v16

My precious saviour.
I am never alone.
Healed.
His.