Dearest Jesus, You know my every time in my most traumatized position, You count my every tear, and You said that You will never forsake me. You know my every storm and trial since July 2019, throughout 2020 and until July 2021 and accumulate that to a greater surrender of July 2021.
Who is like You oh Lord Jesus? You know me so intimately, more than I know myself. You are with me, despite I cannot see You yet, I believe You, for You said walking by faith and not by sight pleases You. Despite I have not words, dreams and visions on my own, but rely on others, though I cherish the trials You allow to refine me. I complain not.