posted on my wordpress site last March 19, 2017
Currently wrecked by the grace of Jesus. I asked Him to show me the root of all the desires that are clouding my head – He showed me His cross. The wounds on His side, His wrist, His brow;
Lord, you were accused in my place. You were sentenced in my place. You were beaten to a pulp, You dragged my cross all the way to Calvary, You hung on a tree so that I can sit at your feet and be called clean. There is nothing in me, at all. Nothing I can place on a pedestal and be proud of.
I finally found a name for the longing I’ve been trying to place -I’ve been longing for You Jesus. May I feel Your hand on my shoulder. May I see You face to face.