Someone forwarded this to me today. It really spoke to me and I thought I would share here. If you know the author, please let me know so i may give credit for this amazing piece.
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How could I not love a God who never asked me to have it all together before coming to Him?
I’ve wandered.
I’ve questioned.
I’ve doubted.
I’ve made mistakes I wish I could undo.
I’ve had seasons where I felt so far from Him that I wondered if I could ever find my way back.
And still…
He wanted me.
For so long, I thought I had to fix myself before I could truly come to Jesus.
Be better first.
Pray more first.
Stop struggling first.
Get my life together first.
Become the person I thought He wanted me to be before I came near Him.
But Jesus never waited for a perfect version of me.
He met me exactly where I was.
In the mess.
In the hurt.
In the confusion.
In the questions.
In the shame.
In the seasons when I had absolutely nothing impressive to offer Him.
He didn’t turn away because I was struggling.
He didn’t stop loving me because I wandered.
He didn’t ask me to clean myself up before I came home.
He simply kept calling.
And the closer I get to Him, the more I realize…
I was never chasing a God who was trying to get away from me.
I was finding my way home to a God who had been calling me back the entire time.
A God who saw every wrong turn and still left the door open.
A God who knew how many times I would fall and still offered grace.
A God who knew the worst parts of me and loved me anyway.
So how could I not love Jesus?
How could I not be grateful for a grace that kept reaching for me when I was too lost to reach for Him?
I wandered…
but He welcomed me.
I doubted…
but He remained faithful.
I ran…
but He never stopped calling.
And now I understand…
Grace wasn’t waiting for me to become worthy.
Grace was waiting to remind me that I was already loved.
I may have wandered more times than I can count… but His grace always knew the way home.
This is powerful stuff. Keith. Thanks for sharing.
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