Dearest Daughter of God, Are you struggling to rest in His Presence? Do you feel distracted? Distant? Or even, broken? the glasshouse Sometimes cracks form in the walls of the glasshouse, allowing the elements of the world to seep in and hinder the flourishing the Master Gardener has worked so hard to cultivate within us. When that happens, however, He does not banish us from meeting with Him. He does not punish us for the cracks we’ve allowed to form. Instead, He gazes on us lovingly and waits with open arms for us to come home. To rest in Him. To be in His Presence. To soak in His word.…

Dearest Daughter of God, Let Him take that off your shoulders. The load that has been weighing you down. It was never yours to carry to begin with… the glasshouse Leave those burdens by the door. You won’t need them here. Relax your shoulders, your jaw, your hands. Settle into the glasshouse, the place He longs to meet with you. He sees you. All the things you’ve been juggling, each time you’ve tried to sustain yourself and do things in your own strength. He sees you and He’s with you. “Daughter, let it go,” He whispers over you. “And give it to Me.” Every anxious thought. Every item on our…