Letting HIM In

Have you ever wanted Jesus to use your life for something but you don't want it to mess up your plans or make you uncomfortable?

I always though I would be fine with anything, I want to be used by him....until there was a knock at the door of my heart and yet I knew deep down I could ignore it, and He wouldn't hound me it would just be one more opportunity I said "no not right now Lord" this time I took a chance..... I said "bring it on, this is going to be out of my comfort zone and a little painful.. I even thought to myself "well I've never been popular before why start now."

I have no idea where this journey is going to lead me but I know it's going somewhere.

I read this somewhere and it confirm to me that yup this isn't going to be a comfy 1st class journey.


I look up. And His voice is so much louder than Satan’s. “I have entrusted you with much and I have demanded of you much. But only with me will your life bear much. So run. Run and run and run into my arms. Run. Run and run and run into this world sharing this story that has Me at the center. This making of disciples, it is my business. And I am with you always and my burden is light. I spill through your brokenness and I will be glorified. I promise. I will be glorified.” And that is all I want.

I sat in the heaviness. And I weighed the risks of sharing our entire life, all of it, the joy and the sad, the beautiful and the ugly, with the whole crazy world. And I know. That if on the other side of that risk is the possibility that someone may see Jesus in our brokenness and know that there is grace and purpose in theirs too, then the whole crazy world is welcome. For a glass of water, for a welcoming smile, for a story of redemption, for a place to belong. For a glimpse of a Savior who uses even us, the messy ones. “Come and listen to what He’s done for us. For you.”

We look up. We are thankful for the mess. We are thankful for the much. We are thankful for a story to share, the story of His death and His story in our lives.