The other day a saw a picture of a friend of mine on Instagram.
It was tagged #Jesuscomesoutofherpores, and it's true. It does.
I saw that tag and my heart did a funny thing. It sort of squished up into a little ball and dropped into my stomach.
I want that. So badly.
Here's the thing...I struggle. And don't get me wrong, I know for a fact that this Jesus-exuding friend of mine has worked to have the relationship with God that she does. She. has. WORKED. So I know this is not easy, but I struggle.
I say I'm going to read my bible every day....but I struggle.
I say I'm going to do a devotional...but I struggle.
I say I'm going to keep a prayer journal and pray every day...but I struggle.
But you know what? The struggle is progress.
I used to not read at all
I used to not own too many devotionals
I used to not pray unless I needed something
The struggling means I want it. The struggling means I'm not content with where I am. The struggling means I want to work.
So, rather than letting the struggle frustrate me, I'm going to allow it to motivate me.
When it feels hard, I'm going to remind myself what I'm working for.
When I'm tired, I am going to allow Jesus to meet me with the grace that he always has for me.
Thank you, Lord, for grace.
And I'm going to keep working. Not because I can earn anything on my own, but because the more time I spend with Him, the more He shines through me.
and I want Jesus pores.