Heaven’s invitation is not to get to God by being spectacular for God. Nor is the invitation to follow God by keeping our religious shoes laced up, grimacing our way through as though we are free of hurts and defects and actually have something to offer Him or anyone else.
“God, I may fall flat on my face;
I may fail until I feel old and beaten and done in.
Yet Your love for me is changeless.
All the music may go out of my life,
my private world may shatter to dust.
Even so, You will hold me in the palm of Your steady hand.
No turn in the affairs of my fractured life can baffle You.
Satan with all his braggadocio cannot distract You.
Nothing can separate me from Your measureless love —
pain can’t, disappointment can’t, anguish can’t.
Yesterday, today, tomorrow can’t.
The loss of my dearest love can’t.
Death can’t. Life can’t.
Riots, war, insanity, unidentity, hunger, neurosis, disease —
none of these things nor all of them heaped together
can budge the fact
that I am dearly loved,
and forever free through Jesus Christ Your beloved Son.”
This is David “JB” Miller reminding you that heaven’s “phone booth”, the Cross of Christ, is open to you today . . . some need to go to it for the first time, some need to come who have been there before . . . it is only one footstep away . . . and it is there we find mercy, healing, hope and grace to . . .
. . . put our best foot forward.