Hope for the bruised one who worships on the fringes of faith.

Afraid to come closer.

Afraid of coming empty-handed and broken-hearted.

You are seen.

You are loved.

Even though your head is bowed low and you are running on empty.

God sees you.

You are enough,

for Him.

A bruised reed He will not break,
and a smouldering wick He will not snuff out,
till He has brought justice through to victory.

Matthew 12:20 NIV