Jesus Wrecked My Life.

It’s true.                                                               

 He came in, wrecked it, and began rebuilding.  It took time and effort and persistence.  It didn’t happen overnight.  It was gradual.  He took all of the pieces that were smashed, all of my hopes and dreams and worldly efforts, and He. crushed. them.

Then,  He took them and created something better and I simply cannot explain in words what He did.  There are no words for what He did.  I never could have done what He did.  It was not me, it was ALL Him.

And so, I give Him ALL the glory. 

I am not perfect, I am human and I make mistakes.  I NEED Jesus, and he is not finished with me.  The more I depend on Him, the more he works in me.  And the more I let Him work, the more I do not notice me, but all I see is Him.  My eyes are focused above and that focus reflects on the people around me.  I see hurting people, I see pain and poverty and people that just need to be loved.  And this relentless love builds up inside of me and it almost makes me want to cry… sometimes it does… and I just want to share with them, I just want to tell them HOW MUCH THEY ARE DEARLY LOVED. 

HOW MUCH YOU ARE DEARLY LOVED.  Yes, YOU, reading this. 

Your life was not a mistake.  Your mistakes are not your life. 

We need to pick up the shattered pieces of our life and hand them over to Jesus, one. by. one.  All of the pain, the disappointments, the shame.  One. By. One.  He will take them.  And once you’ve given Him all that you have, you are where I am… a full surrender.  A complete surrender to the point where people will begin to raise their eyebrows at you.  They will begin to wonder… “Is this for real?”  Yes, it’s for real.  And it’s so amazing.  SO completely amazing.

God changes broken into beautiful. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You just have to let Him in so he can get to work.

“Go down to the potter’s house, and there I will give you my message.” So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him…Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand. -Jeremiah 18:2-6

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