And I find him in my everyday life. The last year of my life has been me, coming back to him. I'm not saying that there was a great falling away, because there wasn't. But there were all these small bits of me that were floating farther and farther away. Not just farther away from Jesus but farther away from myself too.
It's a journey to bring it all back, to piece it all together correctly. This last week I found myself in front of a lot of people sharing the story of how I had lost myself or maybe how I never knew myself. It's a vulnerable story, one I have not told to many. It was difficult but wholly freeing; to be known, really known.
All this to say that the whole process reminds of how much I love Jesus. He has been so faithful to complete me, to bring me back, to find me, to mourn with me, and to heal me. He has shoved me out into the light so that I could die and find my place at the cross. He has been good to be so painful in his love towards me. He truly is the hound of heaven.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
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