I am wrecked.
How can it be that Jesus never leaves us the same? That there’s no going back to ‘normal’ after an encounter with Him?
Yes or no, yes or no. He is constantly asking me whether I believe His words or not, whether I’m willing to stand by them, whether I’m willing to die for them.
I’m a lover of Your presence. I’ve been wrecked with love for Jesus. I want to go deeper, I want to pursue harder, I want to cast aside the sin that hinders and run with perseverance the race marked out for us believers. If He is with us, who can be against us?
I don’t want to stay the same, I want a holy discontent so that I can be propelled closer to God. Status quo isn’t good enough anymore, normal isn’t satisfying. I don’t want to be on the outside looking in at sons and daughters experiencing the mighty, transforming love of God. It’s not good enough to passively sit in church, it’s not okay to have a sectioned part of life labeled ‘spirituality’. God is real! His love is real! It permeates everything, from the moment I wake to the second I fall asleep. And even at night, my heart instructs me.
Thank you, Jesus, that I am wrecked.
