It started with a conversation I had with myself.
What do I want out of life? What is my life? What is life? He’s called me to be more than this but I had my reservations.
As I kept prodding within myself to discover my problem, there was only one viable reason: I thought I could rightfully tell the King, “Wait a minute.”
But that audience of one became an audience of two. He imposed upon my solitude with a zealous love strong as death and reminded me why it’s a treat for me to wait upon Him and not make Him wait. That’s when my questions and limitations ceased.
He died so I could live.
He lives so I can live forever in Him.
He gave me His world so I can give His kingdom to my world.
I ended up not saying much to myself after that reminder because all I could do was weep. I’m just that special to Someone that He’d forsake heaven—and went to hell—for me.
And guess what?
He did it for you, too.
What’s His name?
♥ Jesus Christ ♥