It occurs to me, every time I come to You, Jesus, whether to pray in earnest, or just to talk, that I cannot accomplish either (or anything) without keeping, as the primary mechanic of my heart and mind, this faith that You have given me as a gift…
When I first arrived at your feet (I guess that sounds funny, but that’s kind of where I arrived) I did so by unconditional invitation to accept Your offer of friendship — the kind of friendship that we know, deep down, is the real meaning of life as far as it relates to interpersonal relationship. You used other believers to extend to me the good news that God had revealed Himself fully as a man who said, “I call you no longer servants, but friends.”
When this whole thing began, my love relationship with You, You communicated this to me in a way that left me with absolutely zero anxiety about the safety of choosing to believe that You had accomplished some incomprehensible metaphysical feat which forever completed the execution of justice upon every evil I would ever commit, and circumvented my flaws as a barrier, and left me with the pure and simple fact that You are Love, and that You love me, and that You came not into the world to condemn me, but to save me. At the same time, I was somehow convicted of my wanderings, and convinced that You were guiding me into the path of righteous destiny — Your original design. My natural mind had a tendency to become afraid, on account of my habitual waywardness, but You bid me no worries, and even chuckled at my concern.
As I began to walk with You, the road became clear, and even as things became difficult, I grew in my awareness that You would not leave me or forsake me, despite any struggles that would ensue…
