My little one, battered and bruised. You know a bruised reed I will not break. Don't trust your feelings; trust my Word. I have not forsaken you in a situation beyond redemption. You will see miracles and the glory of God if you but believe. You are closer than you think. You need to trust yourself like Job did, even if the masses are screaming against you. I see your faithfulness and am pleased. Know this: you are pleasing me just the way you are. The world says suffering is bad and the weak are dispensable, but I am attracted to the weak and the suffering, including you.