The gospel makes absolutely no sense.
We are unconditionally loved and sought after by The Creator of the universe. I’ve been learning so much about life; if you read the blog posts below. I’ve been growing, I’ve been refined.
I am 100% attracted to the things of this world. I love drinking, smoking, coke apparently, partying, being loved by friends, dressing cute, and so much more. But I am called to things so much higher. God of the universe has called me higher.
My heart is broken.
I don’t understand the gospel.
But I pray that one day I might.
I mess up, constantly. Yet Jesus loves me the same, yesterday, today, and tomorrow. When I’m seeking Him, when I’m cursing Him. He loves me the same. When I mess up, He says it’s okay. Get back up, let’s go. My price has been paid, my punishment has been taken from me. Thank you for allowing me to live a life of freedom and not in shame or guilt. Thank you for loving me in a way that I can’t even come close to fathoming.
Who am I to disobey You. God. You are.
You seek me, You love me, You save me daily.
I can’t understand, It doesn’t make sense.
It is beautiful.
I’m sorry. I love You.
Help me, because I can’t do it without You.