Remember Your Hope

Child, beloved, remember your hope.

There was life before the hell, and there is life beyond it.

It swallowed you whole, because you were so tiny. You had yet to learn words, trust, attachment.  Thus, your words, trust, and attachment developed twisted, intertwined with death and torture.  It is woven into your personality, into who you believe that you are.

But you are not death. Remember your hope.

The darkness wrapped it’s shadowy arms around you, seeping into your brain, intertwining into your neuropathways, tying knots around the wires, threatening to rip out your very existence if removed.

But you’re of the light.  Do you recall the hope?

There was light before the darkness.  There was pure love before the perverted love. There was hope before the despair.  There was good before the evil.  You belong to the light.  You are a child of the light.  The darkness kidnapped you, ripped you from the womb, and claimed you as its own.  But the Light has sought you out.  He is your true Father.

The darkness wrote EVIL over your heart, but within your heart is written the code of GOODNESS. Remember your hope.

Do you remember the melodies of your heart?  The deepest ones that the darkness could not deprogram? The ancient songs that the evil ones could not touch? Do you remember the rhythms that pulsed within the womb that beat with truth, beauty, light, and love? Do you remember the chords of His love?  Your heart, created for song, throbbed with life which was never quenched, could not be quenched, by the unspeakable evils.  The silencing powers of darkness failed.  Your song still pulses with every beat of your unbroken heart.

Sing your song of life.  The silencers are silenced at His music.  And His music is yours.

This is your hope, beloved.

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8 thoughts on “Remember Your Hope

  1. Oh my word, thank you from the bottom of my heart for writing and sharing this. I am so touched by it. It really moved me and spoke to me on a level that rarely let myself go to.

    “It swallowed you whole, because you were so tiny. You had yet to learn words, trust, attachment. Thus, your words, trust, and attachment developed twisted, intertwined with death and torture. It is woven into your personality, into who you believe that you are.”

    Oh these words. I have no words to explain how I felt reading this.

    Just thank you xx

    1. Thank you for these kind words, Mariann! I was actually surprised by this post as well. You know, the kind that you don’t cognitively write. It seems that the words come from another level of consciousness that you don’t know is there.

      1. Oh yes, I get that. And I could feel that other level of consciousness in your words as I read it ❤

  2. This hit a deep part of my soul, the incredible way this was expressed!!! It is so raw it almost wants to make me run and shut the door, but then cautiously turn around and peek back inside.

    1. Thank you, Monica. Those are incredibly kind words. It is rare that I touch that part of my soul also. Writing it was a pretty divine experience.

  3. This spoke so deeply to me. I’ve been struggling with not having a “before”, of there not being a time in my life that didn’t include trauma until I was an adult. Your words were a gift, showing me that once upon a time, even if I can’t remember it, there was a before because my Creator fashioned me and called me good, not evil.

  4. thesimplicityoflove June 14, 2017 — 8:06 pm

    I just adore this and felt the Father speaking every word over me as I read. Thank you for writing.

    1. I am thankful that God spoke to you through this! He’s so good, isn’t he?

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