Pure Glory

by Hazel Straub

My Dearest Child,

You are my treasured possession and I delight in you, my child. Even though you are a fragile vessel of clay, I have placed my treasure within you. You are precious and valuable in my sight. I cherish you and paid the greatest price for you, with the precious life and blood of my son, Jesus. You are worth more than all the rubies and gold. Precious.

I carry you close in my heart and will not let you go. Receive and bask in my love. You do not have to do anything to receive all that I have for you. My child, I accept, take pleasure and value you, as rare and very precious. Know this is your true identity and requires nothing else or good performance. Rest, cease from your labors and let me lavish my love and comfort on you. You are my precious treasure, my jewel in whom I delight.

Love,
Abba

Isaiah 62:3 (Young’s Literal Translation)
“And thou hast been a crown of beauty in the hand of Jehovah, and a diadem of royalty in the hand of thy God.”