You Met Me Where I Fell๐“ฏ๐“‚ƒ๐“ง♡

 

When everything fell apart,
and I had nothing left to give,
You didn’t turn Your face away—
You ran to me, so I could live.


Not with judgment, not with blame,
but arms wide open, calling my name.
You called me 
alive, though I felt dead,
You called me 
found, though I had fled.


Now I know what grace can be:
It waits.
It holds.
It sets me free.

Not because I earned a thing—
but because 
You never stopped loving me.

—  reflections from Luke 15:24


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