What if I went to Jesus everytime, the first time, I felt lonely? Sad? Disappointed? Frustrated? Unfulfilled? Excited? Joyous? Accomplished? Angry? Rejected? Prideful?
What if I did that? What would change? What would stay the same?
I think everything would change if I did that.
You know that icky feeling of dissatisfaction? What if instead of turning on the TV, sending that quick text, or browsing through Amazon deals - what if I imagined myself handing the icky feeling to Jesus? Like a little kid with a cut on his hand? Here it is, I'm hurting and I come to you needing help because I can't. Please take it and fix it into something beautiful because I just don't see how.
Take this life with its dents or gaping holes. Take the inadequacy and darkness that fills the corners. Shine your light that heals. Cover my wounds with your own that sanctify.
Please, Lord, take it because that changes everything.
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