My ways are not your ways. Live in your why and your questions will be answered, if not here then in heaven.
Sometimes my ways will feel like the wrong way. I challenge you though to seek me out through the feeling and find the truth.
I have not forgotten you my child. I think about you all the time. You are the reason I died and rose again.
Do not let the pain of the process swallow you up. Keep on persevering and you will be set free.
Run from those who want to rescue you. Turn away from those who think they can save you. Taken out of your trial can prevent you from growing in your faith.
My ways are not your ways.