Why life? Why all this clutter and noise and tension? Why not zoom straight to heaven and be in unhindered intimacy with Jesus? Why is all this necessary?
So we can turn our eyes up to Him and love Him even in the midst of all of it. To offer up to Him the sweet offering of a love that is broken and pure. To choose Him, over and over again, in the midst of everything else.
“My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise.”
I know one day I will love You fully with no hindrance. But all my days here on this side of eternity, let me love You, even in my weak flesh. Your grace will cover and see my broken love as beautiful.