We don’t know her name, but Jesus did…
And, just like the world doesnt know our secret sins, our shame, the infirmities of our hearts, our bones…
He waits, among us, Jesus WITH US, and He does not sit still.
No, JESUS continues in HIS work,
All the while waiting for a touch made in faith.
As we casually bump into him,
Press into him,
Bumping, shoving, rushing…
HE walks among us and waits for that touch of faith,
Fearful , trembling, but believing.
He makes available to us the outer garments of His GRACE.
Let us bring our bodies, weak, trembling,fearful, and stricken with humanity.
Let us bring our hearts, believing, expecting, hoping, and forging a path through the chaos of distraction.
Let us bring our confessions, with great joy!
For now, we are made whole, clean, free; we are justified, vindicated, emancipated, LIBERATED.
For You, Jesus, desire mercy.
You, Jesus, delight in Mercy, abound in mercy AND
You know our names.
You know our names and YOU have made us to be a people on our knees before You so we can arise in the heavenly places BESIDE YOU.
You, Jesus, know our names.
So… we surrender.
We surrender in good faith, and the fount of our bleeding ceases as the well springs of living water rush in to mend the violence of sin.
Psalm 67: “Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you”