You Are Loved

These words I pour out from a garden tub called hope:

Words sought to console lost but not found,
These words do I pour that hope may abound.

Your life is a journey that only you can bare,
No understanding of why or if anyone still cares,
While you've been through a very great deal, it seems few can relate,
As Change failed to come on Her appointment's date,

With your pride set aside, cries can be heard so very crystal clear,
Spoken in a unknown language that only your God can hear,
Talked about quite often, due to previous mistakes,
Beginning to wonder if an expected end for you awaits.

"You are Loved", often said, not to be taken lightly,
"You are Loved", softly whispered, in your right ear nightly,
Despite all you’ve lived, Hope's always been there,
"Only Believe", God’s words to you I share,

He has not forgotten, this I know to be true,
He is always there, assigned to comfort you,
When you’re caught hurting and feeling all alone,
Consider your Heavenly Father, who gladly gave His own,

Though He knew no wrong, His Love for you still covers,
What kind of Love is this?
One that DIES and yet RECOVERS!!!