You’re invited to find grace in the unraveling of life.
Let’s open hope together as we find rest for our try hard souls through this month’s letter to the Tightly Wound Woman.
Dear Tightly Wound Woman:
For years you’ve lived like a slave, trying to please your Master. You’ve worked hard…striving to please, trying to earn favor and stay in good graces.
You’ve tried to obey and you’ve tried to honor Me.
Your try hard soul is weary from hustling to measure up. You get frustrated when you fall short and discouraged when you fall down. You are fed up with this “never enough” lifestyle.
As this new year begins, I invite you to get off of the treadmill of toil.
There is a better way to live. And it doesn’t require more discipline, more effort, or more sweat.
It starts with a change of heart. And then a name change. Since you are in Christ, you are no longer a slave, My child. You are a daughter. My Daughter.
You are not sinner but saint, not prodigal but pardoned, not hired help but royalty.
You already have My pleasure, My favor, and My grace. Lavished. Loved. Never alone.
Your try hard soul is free from measuring up because My Son already measured up by overturning the scales of sin and shame. When you fall short or fall down, His robe of righteousness remains on you—like a coat of many colors, reflecting My delight in you.
Enjoy the benefits of being a daughter:
The inheritance given freely, purchased at a great price, for you.
The signet ring of My Spirit, sealing you with love, is proof of your ransom.
Partake of the feast prepared in celebration of your return.
Walk freely as a daughter. Unlock the shackles ’round your feet by receiving the truth that I sing over you.
You are chosen, accepted, enjoyed. You are Mine. There is nothing you can do to please me more because Your Kinsman Redeemer (Jesus) has pleased Me and He resides within you, through faith.
I am not leaving. I’m not exasperated with you.
Rest, Daughter. Settle into My Love. Relax in My care. No more slavery, no more striving.
Rise, Daughter. Dance for fun. Sing for joy. Laugh from a lighthearted place.
You don’t have to strive for that which you already have.
Sure, there are things to be done, but you don’t have to do them in order to be loved. You are already loved.
Your identity as daughter should determine your outlook. Hope is on the horizon and within you.
Delight in the love of your Father as you enjoy your position as My Daughter. Go forward, knowing who you are and Who I am.
P.S. Access past Tightly Wound Woman Letters.
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