I Come

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

—Matthew 11:28 NLT

I come to you, Lord, stripped of any pretense. I come abandoned. I come vulnerable. I come deserted. I come barren. I come forsaken. I come fearful. I come overwhelmed. I come anxious. I come rejected. I come hopeless. I come so that I might find respite from all the turmoil of my life in your presence. I come with nothing to offer but my brokenness. It is when I come broken of all that I have attempted to hold in place that I find you waiting. You accept and love me in my weakness and feebleness. I can be who I am with you. There is just you and just me. There is no image I have to keep. There is no mask I have to hold in place. There is no agenda that has to be met. There is no perfection that I need to maintain. You see beyond all my limitations, and you love me still. You always see my potential, and never my failures. In your amazing love I am no longer in bondage to my failure. I am free in your promise. I arise from my time with you accepted. I arise no longer deserted or abandoned. No longer forsaken or rejected, I arise free of the fear which has tormented. What has overwhelmed is now seen from your perspective. You have taken my anxious thoughts from me at your altar, and now I am at rest. I am broken of self, and restored in your power. I rise from my knees—revived and renewed. I know my hope is always in you, Lord, and it shall always be. I shall see you again in just a little while, because without my time with you, I am lost in my own weakness. So I come.

—from Chapter 5 introduction, Form Me, Fire Me, Fill Me

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