I want to yearn, to long, to beg for more of Jesus. I want to be more like Jesus. I want to cling to him like I used to cling to my Dad's leg when I was little. I would wrap both my arms and legs around him and hold on for dear life as he walked around the house. That's the way I want to cling to Jesus. There are times when I feel like I do and times I feel like I don't. It seems to me that the times when I feel like I do are generally the more difficult times... maybe just following a tragedy, maybe amidst loneliness, maybe just feeling a bit empty. I want to know Him more. I want to help others know him more.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
yearning
I want to yearn, to long, to beg for more of Jesus. I want to be more like Jesus. I want to cling to him like I used to cling to my Dad's leg when I was little. I would wrap both my arms and legs around him and hold on for dear life as he walked around the house. That's the way I want to cling to Jesus. There are times when I feel like I do and times I feel like I don't. It seems to me that the times when I feel like I do are generally the more difficult times... maybe just following a tragedy, maybe amidst loneliness, maybe just feeling a bit empty. I want to know Him more. I want to help others know him more.
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I like. Thank you. :)
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