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Serious question: How are you and Jesus doin’?

I remember the first time I heard this question, and I think of how it shook me for so long after. It shifted my whole mindset, it changed my whole heart. And that’s why I wanted to ask you,

How are you and Jesus doin’?

Usually, this question is asked of a relationship.

How are you and your husband?

How are you and your friend?

But it had never clicked for me that I was in an actual relationship with Jesus.

I guess I just looked at Him as this Father-like man who was just there watching over me. I wasn’t getting to know Him better, I wasn’t listening to Him, and I sure wasn’t doing my part to build the relationship. I wasn’t loving Him, I wasn’t in love with Him, and He had every reason to dump me, but thankfully He’s Jesus, and He never will.

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He’ll never leave you either.

I heard a very wise friend say, “The only thing that can separate us from our Father is ourselves.”

We forsake Him, we curse Him, we dump Him. But He will always stand at the door knocking to see if we will let Him back in. “Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me” (Revelation 3:20).

It’s been years now since I heard that question, and I’m thankful today that I have a different answer.

Jesus is so, so good to me.

I see His goodness all over my life. He has held me through dark, ugly nights that felt like years, He’s given me peace in the middle of sorrow so low, and He’s spoken words of truth in my ears as lies of this world tried to take me down. He pleads for me, He champions me, He is my dearest friend, and I love Him deeper every day.

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It’s strange how this relationship works. There is nothing I can do to earn His love, and I sure don’t deserve it, but He still calls me worthy. He is in me, and everything I have is through Him.

It has taken a while to get here, and I know He’s still working on me. And maybe you’re not here yet, maybe you’re far from it. But wherever you are, He sees you, He loves you, and He is knocking on the door of your heart waiting for you to let Him in.

Originally published on the author’s blog.

Brooke Allen

Brooke is a wife, mother of two, and lover of Jesus. She farms and hosts a podcast with her husband, works at the family businesses, and makes homeschool 1st-grade work for her daughter purely through the grace of God. She loves God, loves people, and laughs a whole lot.

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