My older son hates getting ready for church. Not going to church, or being at church. Getting ready. So much so that occasionally he will throw a giant fit because he doesn’t understand why he needs to get dressed up.
This morning I woke up at 0500 for some reason, and I looked at my phone, of course, because that’s what you do when you wake up. One of my sisters had posted the David Crowder song “Come as You Are” to me on Facebook and mentioned the song being beautiful.
She was right. It is.
That got me thinking about the Gospel, and more importantly, Jesus.
Come as you are.
I think the most beautiful truth about Jesus (in my opinion) that can be found in scripture is that of Matthew 11: 27-28
In that passage, Jesus doesn’t make any qualifying statements about when you should come.
He doesn’t mention knotting your tie, or wearing a collar.
He doesn’t say anything about being ready, or in the right mindset.
He doesn’t even say you have to believe.
He says come to me, all you who are weary and burdened.
I will give you rest.
In my heart, he sounds something like this:
come to me with your doubt. Come with your loneliness and addiction. Come standing in that sin you just can’t seem to shake. Come mired in the filth of the world with your guilt about all the awful things you’ve done and seen hanging around your neck.
Come to me hurting. Come to me with your wounds still bleeding. With missing limbs. With that chasm down the middle of you that only I can fill. You don’t have to be ready.
Just come as you are.
As the year ends, have you been thinking about what’s missing?
Why 2014 blew so hard you don’t even want to know what 2015 will be like?
If I never write another word, or say another word, I think I would say this to you now.
Consider finding rest for your souls.
You may think Christians are full of shit, and many of them are.
Christ isn’t, I promise you.
You may think your life is too messy, that what you’ve done is too terrible for forgiveness.
Maybe you’re wondering about God, and yourself, and wondering what to do next.
Consider Jesus. Find a bible. You can get them free in the Kindle store if you have a smart phone.
Talk to someone.
Listen, folks. Maybe some of you will happen across this post and wonder who in the blue hell I am to tell you to do anything?
I’m no one special. I’m a man, like every other man. I’m a person just like you.
I doubt sometimes. I hurt and have been hurt. I am far from perfect. I lust. I hate. I mess up all the time.
But in March of 2000, I was able to literally lay my burdens down and it felt wonderful.
If you want to know more about it, scroll through my blog, or ask me in the comments.
If there’s anything you want to know about Jesus and how to know him from a regular person, I would be happy to answer any question I can without judgment.
If you don’t want to comment here, you can look me up on Facebook and message me. My name is on my blog page.
Talk to someone. Talk to God.
Come as you are.
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Wow. This is a bold and beautiful post. Thank you for being transparent. “Consider Jesus” I absolutely love that. Thank you.