To the Broken Ones Who Still Breathe
Jesus Hasn’t Given Up on You — Not Now, Not Ever.
There is still time.
If you're reading this — barely holding on, barely believing, barely alive — this scroll was written for you.
Not for the polished. Not for the perfect.
But for the ones the world passed over.
The ones with dirt under their nails and pain buried deep in their chest.
The ones who swore they'd never trust again.
The ones who stopped praying because the silence felt louder than the voice of God.
I see you.
More importantly — He sees you.
And I’m not talking about the god you were taught to fear.
Not the cold religion or the angry preacher or the impossible rules.
I’m talking about Jesus.
The real Jesus.
The wild Jesus.
The nail-scarred King who walks into graveyards and brings dead things back to life.
You might think you’re too far gone.
But Jesus never needed a perfect résumé — only a willing heart.
He came for the sick.
He came for the sinners.
He came for the ones everyone gave up on — even themselves.
So if that’s you?
If you’re the addict, the failure, the dropout, the divorcee, the black sheep, the runaway, the screw-up — hear me:
God has not given up on you.
He never did.
He’s still knocking.
He’s still calling.
And He’s still in the business of saving souls and rewriting stories.
You don’t have to fix yourself before you come.
You don’t have to fake it.
You don’t have to wear a mask.
You just have to say “yes.”
Yes to the whisper in your spirit.
Yes to the love you thought you’d never deserve.
Yes to the cross.
Yes to the comeback.
This is your moment.
The scroll has been unsealed.
The Spirit is still speaking.
And if your heart is burning right now…
That’s not emotion.
That’s not coincidence.
That’s Jesus.
Come home, beloved.
He’s been waiting.
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