It feels like just yesterday that I stepped into this new country. I sang a new song, I was given a new direction—eyes closed, not knowing what awaited me. But I knew that every promise God had given me would come true. I had seen His hand and His powerful acts of kindness.
What a beautiful picture of His presence! He is faithful all the way, I find myself dreaming again.
Is this real?
When the waves of God’s love cover me—when I am no longer my own but simply sit at His feet—all my selfishness fades away in a blink of eye, and the cloud of His love leads me home. I won’t grow weary, I won’t give in. I take heart, just as Joshua did. Now, when I open my eyes, I see one thing—His beauty. Rest, reset, and prepare for the mission.
He is the Potter, shaping me to be formed in His likeness.
How great He is, and how needy I am. Wherever I go, wherever I will be—He is already there. I didn’t know He had written my story in His hands. From the farthest to the nearest oceans, my eyes are on the sun, which my God created—the sun that hid her face in injustice when seen my Savior died on the cross. Can she tell me her story? Would she trust me?
It seems I have a mirror in front of me when I read my Bible. Every page, every word has thousands of things to tell me. A familiar voice echoes inside, and a beautiful joy overflows my thirsty heart as I come to know Jesus through the Holy Spirit’s visit. One voice assures me, saying: “Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.’” — Isaiah 30:21. Those words repeat in my entire being: “This is the way, walk in it, Dariush.” Oh, that voice of comfort and love—unexplainable joy. There is no other place I would rather be, no other thing I would want to do. This is the place I want to stay forever.
My sinful nature is transformed into His, and all my mistakes and shortcomings melt away as I rest calmly in the arms of my heavenly Father. There, a new heaven and earth are created, with no ugliness or evil, no war, no tears, no sin—everything and everyone is just and fair. The glory of God lights the city. Whether I want it or not, that day will come. For now, I am just dreaming of it. For now, I am just praying for it.
Your friend
Dariush Youkhaneh
You Are Awesome 
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