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STOP IT. Be quiet. I have heard enough. Now it’s my turn to speak. I am the one who designed you. It’s me you are doubting. I am the one who created you. It is me you are insulting. I am the one who tasked and equipped you for such a time as this. It’s me you are rejecting. It’s me, my dear–my darling and daughter Whose heart you continually break. Why won’t you just believe me when I call you MINE?
STOP IT. Be quiet. I have heard enough. Now it’s my turn to speak. I am the one who designed you. It’s me you are doubting. I am the one who created you. It is me you are insulting. I am the one who tasked and equipped you for such a time as this. It’s me you are rejecting. It’s me, my dear–my darling and daughter Whose heart you continually break. Why won’t you just believe me when I call you MINE?

“We do God more honor by believing what He has said about Himself [and ourselves] and having the courage to come boldly to the throne of grace than by hiding in self-conscious humility among the tress of the garden.” -AW Tozer, The Knowledge of the Holy, p. 155