Thank you for being here

When life throws me curveballs, and when things get a little crazy, and my judgement a little hazy, and my natural tendency is to go out kicking and screaming. 

You're still there. 

Even though I feel like I'm fighting you and doing everything against you, you are there. 

Treating me as if I hadn't let you down. 

Like you looked past all the wrongs that I had done and saw me as your son.

 I don't even know how to respond except with sheer gratitude. 

I mean after all the attitude I have given you and all the pain I put you through, you still were willing to call me your own. 

My God and my Lord. 

Even after feeling like I was so far from you and that I was a distant stranger to you, your loving hand extended my way giving me undeserving grace and still calling me your child. 

I'm wild. 

I'm crazy.

 I'm human.

 And yet you find it in your heart to reach out to me and teach me a better way to be human. 

A better way to be in relationship with you and with your people. 

If I were in your position there would be no way that I would listen to a sinner like me. 

I'm so messed up, God. 

I am so much less than you. But you still hear my prayer and not only that, you respond. 

You're not so distant that you can't even hear me. 

You're near to my brokenness. 

In my distress. 

In my weakness. 

God, you are there when I need you and in times when I can't even feel you. 

Oh my Lord, I can hardly explain the way that you make me feel. 

But you've put a seal upon my heart and called me out of the darkness to live for righteousness in your son. 

You are there. In the quiet and times where you seem so far away. 

Thank you for being there. 

Thank you for being here.