My Friend, Jesus

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Dear friend,

I felt I had to write you this letter, I have some things on my heart I need to share. You see, I see you struggling with certain things in your life. I see pain, heartache, worry, and fear . . . many I am familiar with myself. I wanted to see if I could introduce you to someone important in my life. I thought he could help you—offer you guidance and peace. Let me tell you a little bit about him and you can decide if you would like to meet.

He is like the biggest cheerleader and number one fan you could ever want. He sees you for who you are, flaws and all, but He can see beyond them to the person you are becoming. He sees all of the potential you have in you to do good. Not only will He see beyond your flaws, but he will also want to help you change into that new person He sees.

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He wants to help you with areas of your life that feel out of control. That temper, that addiction, the lying, the cheating—for every. single. struggle, He has a tried and true solution. He never waits for anyone to get their act together before offering His help, and He is so good at offering solutions. He told me He has never turned anyone away no matter what they have done. He is so very accepting.

And then there is His love. Ah, yes, let me tell you about His love because I have never experienced anything else like it in my life.

He is the very definition of love. His eyes always have kindness in them and when He looks at you, He is delighted. He loves so deeply that He would give up anything just to love you. His love is a type of love that fills your heart so full you feel like it might burst. He is unwavering in His love, it never changes no matter how many times you turn from Him or hurt Him. Yes, I have never seen anybody love with the fierceness He has shown me. He continues to love me no matter how many times I have let him down, and He has told me over and over that He would never leave me, no matter what, and I believe him.

Speaking of letting him down, He isn’t like most people who have a hard time forgiving. His forgiveness is never-ending. He is the best example in my life of what forgiveness looks like. He will keep forgiving you even when you do things that seem unforgivable. He takes any and everything you could ever do and will tell you He already forgives you for those things. And when He does forgive you, it feels different because you will feel like you actually get lighter.

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He is also the type that is always available. I mean He is available 24/7. I don’t know how He does it, but whenever I have called to him, He has always been available. He actually tells me to call him whenever, wherever no matter how many times, and He will always be there to listen. I have never had any issues connecting to Him in all of the years I have known Him.

He is so gentle, but He is also strong and powerful.

He is like a big bodyguard because He loves to take care of his friends. He will go with you wherever you go, He will go before you to places to make sure it is safe, and He will keep a close eye on you at all times. He even has a whole army that watches over his friends for protection as well. Yes, I feel very safe with him around.

And remember when I mentioned above about the hurt I see in your eyes? Well, when I am hurting, He is able to comfort me even without speaking. He will just sit next to you, and you will feel better. His presence just has a warmth to it that soothes your soul. He also heals pain by the words He speaks. He has such a gift with words, they will actually change your life.

He has a lot of friends to care for, but He is very good at time management and at caring for a lot of people at one time, I really have never seen anything like it.

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There is so much more to say about Him, but I will sum it up with this—He will be your very best friend. You will love Him, He has the kindest words and so much goodness within Him. He will never let you down. He really is the best friend you could ask for, and He makes friends easily. He allows anyone to become his friend as long as you are willing to change. It is not much to ask for really, He does much more for his friends.

I could never repay Him for all the help He has given me.

Anyway, friend, I hope this letter will encourage you to get to know Him—try to connect with Him. He told me to tell you He is waiting for your call—anytime . . . anywhere. He said just call to say hello if you don’t know what to say, He just wants to hear from you.

I hope you will call and get to know Him. Let me know if you do, I would love to hear how it goes.

Take care, sweet friend!

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Jennifer Toscano

I am a wife, mother to two beautiful daughters and a follower of Jesus. I recently started my blog as a way to document my journey in faith and to share God's great love with others. I also love to cook, read and do graphic design. You can find me on Facebook: facebook.com/aheartfullofhope and on my website: AHeartFullofHope.com writing about faith, hope and motherhood.

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And then there is His love. Ah, yes, let me tell you about His love because I have never experienced anything else like it in my life.

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I could never repay Him for all the help He has given me.

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