The pressure to give up is growing greater in the earth. I believe Jesus felt the weight of the world on his shoulders in Gethsemane. He cried out for relief struggling with the natural instinct of self preservation and literally dying for a world he only felt on his shoulders. I imagine his heart was broken that the Father wouldn’t spare him this cruelty.. I imagine the emotions.. The pain. We have expectations that some will stand by us and be with us to end, especially in the most critical times of our lives. It’s noteworthy to remember that those who promised they would never deny him, did. The Love of God the Remnant carry as a mantle is very heavy most of the time. It’s full of great sacrifice, humiliation and little reward. To love without being loved in return. To continue to love those who curse us and walk away. To never give up hope that every life is redeemable. I know it’s hard family. I know it’s not just words but real pain we bare. Every mountain we climb, every time we face rejection, every single time we are left alone after giving ourselves to others, we too pray as Jesus did in the garden. We pray for relief. We pray for the cup we must drink from to pass by us. In the end we surrender. In the end we love even harder, give even more and grab tight to the hope that the greater glory will be worth it all. We’ve been abandoned over and over again and yet, we like innocent neive children keep tenderness and love in our hearts. My Loves, the kingdom of God is given to little children! Don’t despise your innocence and nievety. It’s a beautiful butterfly mantle of great grace! You’ll never love to much. Stay close to that heart and mind. I love you guys more than you can imagine. ❤️

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