Give me Jesus

"...In the morning, when I rise, 

In the morning, when I rise, 

In the morning, when I rise, 

Give me Jesus. 

Give me Jesus, 

Give me Jesus, 

You can have all this world, 

Just Give me Jesus…"

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My heart has been heavy for so many months, I don't remember what relief feels like. I've tried to push through, tried to take care of everyone, and every problem. I took everything on my shoulders, trying to fill my Mother's place, trying to fill the hole in my heart, trying to find happiness again.

But the truth is, I'm broken and weary, and tired from the fight.

This world is full of pain. Loved ones die. Dreams are taken, good intentions are hurled back in your face, friends turn their backs, family disappears, judgements overtake love, disappointments pile up, and souls are crushed.

Everywhere I look are people hurting, and I'm overwhelmed by the knowing, the raw, honest, bleeding, KNOWING of what their pain feels like. I'm in it, I've been there, I'm fighting my way out.

Without Jesus, I wouldn't survive.

Because through all of the pain, my gentle Savior is still pursing ME, still calling my name, still loving me, still surrounding me with truth and grace and mercy.

He hasn't left, and He never will.

I may never be the same again, and this world will never look the same again, but Oh, my sweet Savior hasn't changed, and He never will.

Give me more of Him. Give me His comfort, His gentle whispers, His quiet peace, His steadfast love. Give me His unfailing assurance, His healing, His friendship, His warm embrace. Give me His justice, His promise to overcome, His Salvation, His wisdom, His mercy.

Give me more of Jesus.

Every moment of every day. When I sleep, and when I rise. When I'm joyful, and when I'm lost in grief, when I'm hopeful, and when I feel despair. When the pains of this world have held me down for long enough, give me more of Him.


Give me Jesus.