He whispers so quietly, so sweetly and so softly; in the stillness of your most broken moment, wrapping His arms ever so gently around your scars and open wounds.. In intimate concern and care for you He speaks directly to your brokenness. “I will love you for you, My child. Not for what you have done or what you will become.. But you for you. If you will come as you are; in need and longing to be made whole again. I will not stand by or stand back and watch you suffer without preparing a way for your victory. I will love you for you. My precious child, I will take your brokenness and make you beautiful.. But tell me, will you let me?”