dirty feet-bring it.

He wants us...all of us...our raw, real selves.
All masks
All pride
All fears
All praise
All doubts
All secret thoughts
All worries
All rejoicing
All heartaches
All pain
All glory
All desires
All searching
All sin
All baggage can be left at the cross He beared...at the feet of Jesus. We don't have to "get it all together" before we come to our Daddy--we bring it to Him...bring it all...drag it there and leave it. We don't have to put on a smile and pretend all is well- we come at our present state.
Before we were born, He knew what trash we would bring to Him and when we would bring it. He knew when we'd be sad and need Him to hold us, He knew when we'd be full of laughter and rejoice with Him.
Life changes...situations change...people change...we change...and the people who we once thought would always be there become only memories- some good, some bad, but all in His brilliant plan. He will never be a memory...He is always new, always fresh, always the same, always there, always waiting, always glorious and always all- knowing. He is eternal.
He is always and He is forever.




