Behold, a Son!

Dear Beloved Prodigal,


I want you to know 

I see you

I see the tears

I see the anger 

And I see the pain.


I want you to know 

It’s holy

This struggle

He’s birthing in you

The contracting and the burning 

To unveil His Son in you.


You see nothing but pain

But I see your becoming

I see the weight of your calling

I see the stripping of self

And the freeing of you.


I want you to know 

Those times you cried out

You wept, you thumbed the Psalms

To pray, believing no one heard

He did, He held your heart in His.


I want you to know 

What you believed of Him

Were lies fed cruelly as bread

Not true, but religiously dead

Devoid of warmth He breathes.


I want you to know your struggle

Is beautiful to Him

Your greatest gift

The one that cost the most

And took what you held dear.


But open your eyes and see

What’s been taken  

Is nothing but smoke

In truth and grace 

You’re ever unfurling.


I want you to know 

Every single step you took

Was Him leading you

To freedom 

Outside the camp 

To bear your idols’ scorn

So you can finally behold 

The Truth


Each morning anew

As the sun on your face.


I want you to know 

Your struggle 

Is His gift to you

And one day you’ll see

Its beauty

The beauty of a God 

Who cries

Through our weakness


A Son!


I want you to know 

He loved you enough 

To bear the Cross for you 

The Cross that will one day 

Free your soul

And embolden you 

To take it up yourself.


I want you to know 

The Way, the Truth, the Life 

Is birthed in struggle 

Is growing in grace 

Is feeling His mercy 

Stretching your womb.


I want you to know 

You’ll meet a man

Through whom your God

Will show you the Way

Through whom your God

Will speak the truth 

Strip your idols

And reveal 

The Living breathing Word

In you.


Through this man

You’ll grow 

By faith 

Not just to see

But to stand now anchored firm

On level ground.



The Word made flesh  

In those forgotten

Turned away

You’ll no longer cower

And sink in shame

As you’re turned away

For crying

Behold, a Son

But boldly rise anew 

To Behold

The Son in you.


Your lens 

Shall then become

His Word alone 

Steadfast and true

Your foundation 

In Christ alone.


Choosing Him

You’ll take up your Cross

And discover 

In each surrender 

The God who withholds

No good thing 

The one and only God

Whose heart is 



Complete and



I want you to know 

You’ll come to know 

This God 

Never breaks a Promise 

Breathes life 

Into dead bones 

And opens 

Blinded eyes to see.


I want you to know 

You’ll come to know 

This God

Never forsakes

His Son 

This God who’s given

Each and every Promise

His new heart of flesh in us 

Living waters 

In and through us

Forever flow.


I want you to know 

You’re courageous 

And bold

Filled with 

The Spirit of truth and grace 

Powered in weakness 

Freed by faith 

To rise each step anew.


I want you to know 

Your trembling

Is a gift

And one day you’ll remember

That we’re called

To work out our own salvation 

In fear and trembling.


And you’ll remember it is God 

Who works in us, 

Both to will and to work 

For his good pleasure

It’s then 

In your fear and trembling

You’ll arise

To the Voice of mercy 

To come to know the God 

Of our LORD Jesus Christ

The Father of all compassion 

Of all comfort 

Shining ever brighter  

In you.





A Son!




John 1:12-13 The Message (MSG)

9-13 The Life-Light was the real thing:
Every person entering Life
he brings into Light.
He was in the world,
the world was there through him,
and yet the world didn’t even notice.
He came to his own people,
but they didn’t want him.
But whoever did want him,
who believed he was who he claimed
and would do what he said,
He made to be their true selves,
their child-of-God selves.
These are the God-begotten,
not blood-begotten,
not flesh-begotten,
not sex-begotten.

1 Corinthians 6:19 (ESV)

Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;

Ephesians 1:13-14 (ESV)

13 In him you also, when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation, and believed in him, were sealed with the promised Holy Spirit, 14 who is the guarantee[a] of our inheritance until we acquire possession of it,[b] to the praise of his glory.


a]Ephesians 1:14 Or down payment

b]Ephesians 1:14 Or until God redeems his possession


Psalm 69 (ESV)

Save Me, O God

To the choirmaster: according to Lilies. Of David.

69 Save me, O God!
    For the waters have come up to my neck.[a]
I sink in deep mire,
    where there is no foothold;
I have come into deep waters,
    and the flood sweeps over me.
I am weary with my crying out;
    my throat is parched.
My eyes grow dim
    with waiting for my God.

More in number than the hairs of my head
    are those who hate me without cause;
mighty are those who would destroy me,
    those who attack me with lies.
What I did not steal
    must I now restore?
O God, you know my folly;
    the wrongs I have done are not hidden from you.

Let not those who hope in you be put to shame through me,
    O Lord God of hosts;
let not those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me,
    O God of Israel.
For it is for your sake that I have borne reproach,
    that dishonor has covered my face.
I have become a stranger to my brothers,
    an alien to my mother’s sons.

For zeal for your house has consumed me,
    and the reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
10 When I wept and humbled[b] my soul with fasting,
    it became my reproach.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing,
    I became a byword to them.
12 I am the talk of those who sit in the gate,
    and the drunkards make songs about me.

13 But as for me, my prayer is to you, O Lord.
    At an acceptable time, O God,
    in the abundance of your steadfast love answer me in your saving faithfulness.
14 Deliver me
    from sinking in the mire;
let me be delivered from my enemies
    and from the deep waters.
15 Let not the flood sweep over me,
    or the deep swallow me up,
    or the pit close its mouth over me.

16 Answer me, O Lord, for your steadfast love is good;
    according to your abundant mercy, turn to me.
17 Hide not your face from your servant,
    for I am in distress; make haste to answer me.
18 Draw near to my soul, redeem me;
    ransom me because of my enemies!

19 You know my reproach,
    and my shame and my dishonor;
    my foes are all known to you.
20 Reproaches have broken my heart,
    so that I am in despair.
I looked for pity, but there was none,
    and for comforters, but I found none.
21 They gave me poison for food,
    and for my thirst they gave me sour wine to drink.

22 Let their own table before them become a snare;
    and when they are at peace, let it become a trap.[c]
23 Let their eyes be darkened, so that they cannot see,
    and make their loins tremble continually.
24 Pour out your indignation upon them,
    and let your burning anger overtake them.
25 May their camp be a desolation;
    let no one dwell in their tents.
26 For they persecute him whom you have struck down,
    and they recount the pain of those you have wounded.
27 Add to them punishment upon punishment;
    may they have no acquittal from you.[d]
28 Let them be blotted out of the book of the living;
    let them not be enrolled among the righteous.

29 But I am afflicted and in pain;
    let your salvation, O God, set me on high!

30 I will praise the name of God with a song;
    I will magnify him with thanksgiving.
31 This will please the Lord more than an ox
    or a bull with horns and hoofs.
32 When the humble see it they will be glad;
    you who seek God, let your hearts revive.
33 For the Lord hears the needy
    and does not despise his own people who are prisoners.

34 Let heaven and earth praise him,
    the seas and everything that moves in them.
35 For God will save Zion
    and build up the cities of Judah,
and people shall dwell there and possess it;
36     the offspring of his servants shall inherit it,
    and those who love his name shall dwell in it.


  1. Psalm 69:1 Or waters threaten my life
  2. Psalm 69:10 Hebrew lacks and humbled
  3. Psalm 69:22 Hebrew; a slight revocalization yields (compare Septuagint, Syriac, Jerome) a snare, and retribution and a trap
  4. Psalm 69:27 Hebrew may they not come into your righteousness

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