Jesus

Jesus,

I need you more than the air that I breathe. You are the air that I breathe. You are so many things to me wrapped up in one. You are a helping hand when no one else has anything to give. You are a shoulder to cry on when the world is too busy. You are my counselor when friends give me 30 different viewpoints. You are my peace when life becomes hectic. You are my healer. You are my help. You are my father. You are my friend. You are my comfort. You are my deliverer.

I don’t always understand the things that you tell me to do. I don’t understand your ways. But I know that your way is perfect. Help me to walk. Help me to stand in the midst of my situations. Help me to walk in the deliverance that you’ve given me. The door is wide open. All I have to do is trust you, put one foot in front of the other, and walk.

Trust.

That is the hardest thing to do at times; especially when I’ve done things on my own for so long. I have leaned unto my own understanding. I have operated out of my own feelings. I’ve done what I wanted to do. Listening to you, believing you, and trusting that you won’t lead me into harm is hard for me. I want to do it. But, you know, Lord: the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.

So, when I have my temper tantrums, when I’m crying because I don’t understand, when I’m hurt by what my eyes perceive, remind me that your way is perfect and that I can rest in your righteousness. Remind me that I can rest in your presence. Remind me that you are all that I need. Remind me that you know me better than I know myself. Your way is right. And all Glory and Honor will be Yours.

I love you. J-E-S-U-S

Lovingly, adoringly, in worship,

-fullcomplexity