Jesus called out to them and said, “Come and follow me...” (Mat 4:19)
It took 31 years of me ‘doing it my way,’ before I finally woke up and realised that the only way for me to be the top crab in the bucket, was for me to finally relinquish all my remaining vestiges of humanity.
But the GOD I didn’t believe in - the GOD who had dogged my path, my dreams and my life ever since my Mother first started praying for me - had other plans for me and my eternal soul.
As I held on to hell’s very gates with knuckles turned white with rage at all I’d done, and when I was absolutely and thoroughly bereft and sick and ashamed of what I’d become, the crucified introduced himself to me.
He didn’t judge me. He didn’t lecture or even try to cajole me. He simply prised my fingers loose from the gates of hell, and looking into my soul with holy eyes that more than proved his love for me, said simply, “Come ...” ❤️