Sometimes I come to you with laughter,
Running on chubby baby legs.
Tripping and falling in my excitement.
You bend down and I rush into your arms.
You scoop me up and toss me high into the air.
I scream with joy as you catch me and hold me so tightly
That I know you will never let me go.
Sometimes I am held down by sucking mud.
I try to pull myself out, but I only sink further and further
Until I can barely breathe.
Then crying out in terror, I hold out my hands for you.
You reach down and easily pull me out,
The mud falling away
Until I stand before you, clean again.
Sometimes I turn away from you.
Like a hurt and ashamed child
I refuse to face you.
With infinite patience you reach out to me
Tenderly turning me so that I can see
The pain you feel at my pain
And the unconditional love you feel for me.
Someday I will come to you,
All of my old self falling away
Like an old dead skin.
I will stand before you, beautiful
As you have always seen me.
You will take me in your arms and say,
“I’ve been waiting for you, Beloved. Come and meet my father.”
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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