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Look unto the rock whence ye are hewn, and to the hole of the pit whence ye are digged.

Isaiah 51:1

My child, do not despise the day of your beginnings. It was no accident or chance that you were born and brought up in your family. Do not be ashamed of them nor of their devotion. All My people are shaped by traditions they did not invent. You have carried into your present life some of the seeds of truth I planted long ago. In spite of your rebellion and sin, the seed remained. It will yet bear fruit to My glory.

Give thanks then, My child, for My fatherly care over you. Let the memories of the past give you courage and incentive for faithfulness in the present. Contemplate My goodness and the sweetness of My presence. In the secret place commune with Me, and do not be ashamed of the “homeliness” of your devotion. There is room for that, too, in My heart.