“You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” —Jeremiah 29:13
God doesn’t ask us to tidy ourselves up. He calls us to come undone before Him, with nothing but hunger for the real. —D.
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God never asked you to shine yourself up like brass, to walk into His presence polished and perfect. That’s the world’s way. A tidy religion dressed up in safe words and easy comfort. But the voice of God breaks in like a hammer on stone. He doesn’t call for neatness. He calls for need. He asks you to strip down, lay aside the armor, and come to Him raw, splintered, empty, aching. He doesn’t want your best behavior. He wants your heart, torn and true.
This kind of grace doesn’t play nice with our cravings. It doesn’t stroke our hopes for safety or status. It wrecks them. It drills down past the surface and leaves only a hunger too deep for words. A hunger for Him alone. Not for His gifts, not for peace and quiet, but for Him, bare and burning. This is where true life begins, not when we feel good, but when we stop needing to feel good and start longing to see His face.
Jesus doesn’t draw back when the pain comes. He steps in. He goes lower. He joins us in the dust, in the blood and grit of it all. He doesn’t lift us out by avoiding it. He walks us through. And it’s there, in that hard and holy place, that we see Him for who He is. We stop pretending. We stop asking for ease. We begin, at last, to follow. And in that moment, nothing counterfeit can hold. Not even our own comfort. Only Christ. Only the love that gave itself on the hill where all our masks are torn. When you come undone, He will meet you there.