His Gentle Whisper (Christ’s Acceptance)

High school is an experience like none other. I was coasting along almost all year, only to hit a wall. A hard, cold, painful, exhausting, demon-consumed wall. All of a sudden I was loaded on with homework and finals and EOCT’s and test and projects like never before. This is my slight glimmer of real life. Hoo. Rah. (By the way, I believe Charles Dickens to be a gloomy, depressed, devious man who is trying to attack my soul from his grave.)

Someone once said that they didn’t understand why when their life was good, their relationship with God was falling apart. When their life was falling apart, their relationship with God was fantastic. My opinion on that is that yes, God can grow us in the good times. But He is more real and prevalent to us in the bad because we are desperate for Him. And the beauty of it all is that in the good or the bad, through hell or high water, when we’re cranky and grumbling or cheerful and excentric, God will accept us. He will take us back again and cradle us. It’s just that we didn’t realize something in our time away from him: He was holding us close all the while.

“God accepts all people. He accepts and shelters the homeless man with a hardened heart. He loves on the lonely little girl with a family falling apart. He cradle’s the newborn child with recently over-protective parents. He loves the defiant. He comforts the lost and broken-hearted. He whispers in my ear, in his ever-gentle way, ‘I love you my sweet baby girl. I am enough for you.’”

…excerpts from Jess’ journal

Yes, I’m sure God loved Charles Dickens too.