She's knocking on my door again, but I don't want to let her in yet. I'm always calling her, but I'm not calling her home yet. I want her here, but not now. It's not time yet. Hey, precious daughter of Mine, I know how much you're hurting, I see your pain, It overwhelms Me just like it overwhelms you. When you're crying, trust Me, I'm crying too. I can help, so it is good that you call on Me, but I'll decide when you can come home. I know that sometimes you want to come home, that you can't possibly handle more of the pain, but I'll decide when. I have plans for you and they're not done yet. When they are, I'll come very gently and carry you home. There's no need to fear, I'm always by your side. Just know that I love you more than anyone else does. My door is always there for you, so keep on knocking, but it's not time yet.
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