


She reads the old hymn" Search me, O God, and know my heart". Her heart cries out. And it's in this moment He whispers to her: I know you. I created you. I know every part and every piece, things seen and unseen. In that moment her heart swells in worship and adoration for the One who has seen and known her from the beginning. Who has a plan and a purpose. The seasons she walked through, the ones that felt broken, the ones that felt dead.. they weren't. They were seasons of preparation.