Come to me, he whispers.
I don’t want to miss this moment.
As I listen to Bethel Music and Jenn Johnson singing “Come to Me” (it’s on repeat as I write this post) I am reminded that I am seen, that I am known, that I am precious.
I am reminded of the Lord’s great love for me, his desire for intimacy with me. I am reminded of his promises, that he is faithful and worthy of my trust. I am reminded that he is always with me.
I am reminded that I can come to him with all my questions, my burdens, my fears and my mess. I can rest in him.
This is the invitation he gives to me. Come to Me.
This is the invitation he gives to all of us. Come to Me.
He’s whispering to you. Come to Me.
Will you come?