I hope you remember the good days.
The days you would wake up dreaming with a smile on your face.
Your smile, resonating with the rhythm of Love.
I hope you remember Love.
And how He brought you joy inked up in a bunch of pages,
And peace in a promise.

I hope you remember your heartbeat.
And how it used to race at the sound of those three words.
I love you.
And I hope you remember that, and that you hold on to that.
I hope you remember the stars,
And how they shined ablaze on your darkest night.

I hope you remember the warmth of my arms around you.
And the sound of your own laughter in my embrace.
I hope the light of day finds you on your knees worshipping.
And that the night finds you praising.
I hope you remember to pray for better days.
And that you hold on to courage like a precious jewel.

I hope you remember to know the One who knew you.
The One who was before you were.
Remember that you were, before you were.
Love called you by your name.
You were loved, you were chosen.
Before you were earthed.

And when life tries to break you.
I hope you remember the One who was broken for you.
Who He is and who you are in Him.
And when they disqualify you and deem you worthless.
I hope you remember the One who qualifies you and who deemed you worth dying for.

I hope you remember your name.
And that you don’t respond to any other than who I have called you.
I hope you remember our song.
And all the steps to our victory dance.
I hope you stay.
In me as I have in you.
And I hope you remember to not forget.
Your way home.

Love, Almighty Dad.