Lately, I’ve been learning to be broken and vulnerable in the prescence of the lord. Because, it is a safe place. A good place. He wants me to find healing and freedom in that.
Simply by being a child of God. Seeing the joy I’ve found in running towards his innocence and love. By not overcomplicating the gospel or putting on a show with my own strenth.
It’s exaughsting to go through life with the mindset that
{everything will be okay, but right now I need to fight it off myself}
No. we don’t. We really can just freely run towards the best dad we’ll ever know, Jesus.
Being his child and giving the good and messy parts of our lives to him comes with so much freedom.
It also comes with the cost of seeing that it’s all about him. Not us.
But when you see that he really is the point of it all, it becomes so simple and beautiful. You no longer have to hold onto him, because you know he is holding onto you.
We just have to be held. His love is sufficient.
There’s peace in knowing the security of a good father. knowing that you’re safe. Knowing that the one who wins every fight, is fighting for you.
I’m a child in the prescence of my heavenly father. I know that he’s got me. Jesus, isn’t going to stop fighting. He is a lion and he is fearless in the relentless pursuit of his children.
