I just have one paragraph to tell you about, one realization I've come to. I used to search in the wrong places for an identity, but the other night, I realized just who I am.
Here is the paragraph I want you to read, more than anything else [it's from my prayer journal, so the "You" is God]:
"I am Your Bride...destined for significance; perfected for Your glory; and loved, simply because I exist, and because You made me."
Dear Warrior, the same is true of you...if you'll only let it be.
I love you.