You are dismayed, little one, but not defeated. Omnipotence always wins the battle, the battle for your soul. Fear not, for I am with you. Another layer of the onion is peeled away, and you think you cannot bear to get to the core, but I am with you. I scorned the shame on the cross though I bore it for you. Your shame is nailed there. Reckon on it's demise in your life. I am vigilant and will not give up until my work is done and I come to receive you unto myself. In perseverance there is great reward. Be still.