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Cross Over

There's something that happens deep within when you accept Jesus. It's unexplainable...kind of like having kids. You just can't put into words all the feelings. It's as if time stands still and everything is spinning all at the same time. It's electric, full of peace, yet terrifying all in the same moment. There's something about finding that Jesus. I want more of that.

One can accept the free gift of salvation through a simple prayer. Believe he is who he says he is and he did what he says he did for you and there you go. Life goes on and Jesus sits in your back pocket. He's there to call on when you are in the pit and have nowhere else to go. He's beside you when you are jumping up and down ecstatic. But, is there more? I sure hope so.

I want to cross over. I want to go from salvation to relation. I want Jesus to be more than a back pocket prayer. I want him to walk alongside me in the everyday; the beautiful mess of a life I live. Many of us don't cross over. We stay in the sinner's prayer. Sometimes we stay there because we don't know how to move our foot forward to take that first step towards a faith-filled life. Other times, we are scared: scared that the changes we need to make are more difficult than the freedom we will experience when we leave it all behind. Whatever it is, we get stuck on the wrong side and never cross over to relationship with the One who saves.

Jesus began his life in relationship. He entered this world immediately thrown into a mess. He was born to a teenage mother and a father who had to accept a baby outside of wedlock. He befriended twelve misfits that were in their young twenties. These friends would betray him, lie, cheat, and mess up royally. Yet, Jesus didn't run the other way. In fact, he stood beside them teaching them that they were more than what their lives showed. He believed in these rebels even in all their mess.

Jesus longs for us to be in relationship with him. He designed and desires for us to be more than a prayer we say in church or a raised hand proclaiming we believe. He wants us; all our messed up tangled selves. All he asks is that we come.

I want to sit at his feet in total abandon. I want to feel his presence in the darkest pits and the highest mountains and the everyday. I want more than just a prayer. I want relationship. And so does he.

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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