Take me with you -Jesus

Dear beloved child of mine, I see the doubt that fogs up your mind. You’re in a Christian drought. There’s no holy water inside. Like This little light of mine won’t shine. You use to believe but faith wears thin over time.

But Following Me was not a contract you signed. You live as if sin is a deal breaker. Like if you give in you won’t meet your maker. Then you beat yourself up and become your own judge. I’m calling you home but you just won’t budge.

Don’t you realize... I’m sending plagues against those lies like I did for the Israelites. It’s me and you. Don’t leave me now, don’t go so soon, I’ll show you how, I’ll pull you through.

So you strayed away from the path I paved. That’s no reason to think you’re no longer saved. You walk away for a moment and my heart breaks. I’ll die a million more times if that’s what it takes. Nickels and dimes didn’t pay for your mistakes. I put blood sweat and tears in my free gift of grace. I chose to loose it all for your sake. Under no conditions the cross took my place.

Or maybe it’s not your sin necessarily, it’s that you simply don’t feel me or just barely.

You hear the quiet. Like a ring in your ear that won’t silence. “He still loves you!” they preach, but you don’t buy it. Come Sunday, you try to hide it. Put on a smile and hide behind it. Cold, isolated, fake, private.

You call distance a dry season. You call silence a faze. But you’re missing the life lesson that your existence is an act of praise. You serve a God that split the sea calmed the waves, Healed leprosy, and concord the grave, I cast out demons, and put death to shame. Hung the stars in the sky and called them each by name. Further more, I saw your flaws and freely took the blame.

You think to yourself, I’ll walk away, the world will suffice, and pay no heed to one and only my sacrifice.

Deeper still, they lied and cheated and called it Gods will.

a lot still.

You fought hard for them but you got sick of it. While they saw a leader you saw a hypocrite.

Thou shall submit

Church is a place for sinners

I’m sorry for the way they hurt you. The way they cursed you, and desert you. Used and abused you. Shamed you and betrayed you. All in my name. That pain scars like no other. Enough to cause harm years later. You once loved me fiercely. Hatred took loves place in your heart. The same look in your eyes was there when they pierced me.

Dear beloved child of mine. I’m in hearts not buildings. I have no part in the bewildering. Not all hearts I inhabit can hear me. Someday you’ll see. I’ve dealt with people like this. They’re called Pharisees. Let me deal with them and come to me. Learn to forgive them as I have forgiven you. I forgive you daily for indulging in the very thing I died for. That pain scars like no other.

But it was worth it. I’m there in your heart. I’m listening hard. I’m here for you child. I’ll never be far. Pride has no place where my love is residing. Nor do your years have space for shame and hiding. So come home child. I miss you. Nothing in this world could possibly dismiss you from my love that’s dying to be with you.

-Jesus