Lord Jesus, I’m scared. I’m far from you in my heart, and I persist in the things that will keep me far away from you. And yet, I feel you pursuing me.
Your pursuit both comforts me and scares me. I know that because you still pursue me, you have not given up on me. But I also know that if you are pursuing me, it is because I’m running from you. And if that’s the case (and it is the case), then I know that you may have to use strong measures on me to make me stop running away.
I’m frightened that I won’t stop running until you have used force to stop me. Your frightening love comforts me; your comforting love frightens me. Your love for me will not allow you to let me get away.
That frightens me because I am so pessimistic about me. I’m afraid that I will just keep running from you until you knock me down somehow.
O gracious Spirit, please, be gentle with me.
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