Come to Me

Again, I am attempting to convey what I believe Jesus is saying to you right now:

Come to Me, all you who are overworked beyond exhaustion and can’t move another step. Just one more step is all you need, one that involves kneeling and raising your hands in surrender to My love.

Come to me, all you who woke up in a puddle of your own vomit. Don’t bother to clean yourself up or straighten yourself out. I want you just as you are.

Come to Me, all you who woke up with a strange person in your bed, not knowing how he or she got there. I still have an “Open” sign on my door, no matter what you’ve done.

Come to Me, all you whose first thought upon waking was regret over a rash deed or a harsh word that you can’t ever take back. Come and find rest and forgiveness– forgiveness from Me and forgiveness for yourself from yourself.

Come to Me, all you who have hopelessly lost your way and ended up in some dark, lurid paths to places you never thought you’d ever go. I am Your Way Home. Follow me.

Come to me, all you who feel like you will never be good enough or strong enough or brave enough. I will be your goodness and your strength and your courage.

Come to me, all you continually profess me with your words but deny me with your lifestyle. I still love you and I still can change your heart so that you will long for Me and for My will.

Don’t bring Me your excuses. Don’t bring Me promises to do better. Don’t bring Me justifications or denials or any kind of “Well, at least I’m not as bad as. . .” or “Everyone else is. . .”

Just bring Me you. Come before me and bring Me your broken heart, your wasted life, your shattered dreams, your dashed hopes, and I will give you rest. I will give you a million second chances, a clean heart, a meaningful life, mind-blowing dreams, and renewed hopes. I will give you My heart, My life, My dreams and My hopes for you.

Just come to me. Take that first step. If you can’t, call my name. If you can’t, reach out to me. If you can’t, look to Me and I will give your silence a Voice. All I need is just the beginning of your surrender and I will come running to You, arms open, ready to embrace you and love you back home.

Just come.

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