My Child 

“Okay, you’ve told me that you don’t need any help to get up. So tell me, why are you still laying down? Pick up your mat and walk with me. Do not decline my hand, it’s the only one that can pick you up out of this rubble. It may hurt when you sit up and your legs may be torn by the worn edges of the boulders that have been resting upon you. But do not let pain keep you from tasting freedom, my child. Get up, walk with me. If the hurt becomes overwhelming, let me carry you.” 

Jesus to me 

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