(I’m writing over Here at 5 minutes for Faith today).
In all my life and in all I have learned, all the good, the trials, the storms, the lovely and the hard, I know one thing for certain and above all else…I must cling to Jesus.
I have to cling to Jesus.
To cling is to have a strong emotional attachment or dependence. To remain or linger as if resisting complete dissipation or dispersal.
Depend on Him. Linger in His presence.
If I don’t…If I let go even for an instant, I will dissipate. I’ll become less.
Purposeless, faithless, graceless, loveless, godless.
I have to cling.
Cling until my knuckles are white and my muscles are tense and Jesus becomes a part of my hold, my grasp, my fist.
Cling to Jesus.
Cling to Jesus, beloved.
When we cling to Jesus, we depend on Him to make us more and enough. To fill us and empty us only to fill us again.
When we cling to Jesus we remain in Him. We linger in his presence.
We become full of him and like him and absorbed in Him.
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