Last night, as I sit through a Good Friday service. I just cried.
Hurting because of old wounds.
Disappointed I let them be opened back up.
Overwhelmed realizing Jesus does ALL the work in my life. – There is nothing I can do to be a better man, except to let Jesus make me one.
Concerning my last post, I realized I am a broken, filthy, tattered rose. I am broken. I am messed up. I have issues.
And Jesus wants me. He WANTS me.
Thank You Lord, YOU will never let me down.
Holy Spirit, help me give you EVERYTHING You want… ALL of me.
I love you Jesus.
May Your power of death manifest in me

I am Yours,