God said, “Go.”

One day God said, “Go.”

And I said no, because it was too hot.

One day God said go.

And I said no, because it was too expensive.

One day God said, “Go.”

And I said no, because I had other things to do.

One day God said, “Go.”

And I finally did.

And I found out he wasn’t just saying “Go.” He was saying “come.”

“Come to me, and realize what my heart is really like.  Come to me, and realize that joy is not your circumstances or money or being able to look at yourself in a mirror or food with real cheese. Come to me and find that you don’t need marriage to fulfill you.  Come to me and find that your rules and relationships and talents and churches and jobs are meaningless if you don’t care for the poor and broken and dirty.  Come to me and find out you are actually the one who is poor and broken and dirty.  Come to me. Come to me. Come to me.”

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