To the one who is too far gone…

Hey, it’s me.

I know we haven’t talked in a while. I hear you aren’t doing well currently. The doctors say maybe the end is near? I am so sorry to hear that. My words seem ill equipped to address that kind of heavy. I had a dream about you a few nights ago. You were crying. You had so many questions. It was just me and you. The fear of impending death was gripping you and I was stumbling through what to say as a means of comfort. So I shared with you the only hope I have to offer: Jesus Christ.

You said you were too far gone. The life you led had more downs than ups. If only I knew the things you had done…or experienced. I will never know the depth of your hurts. But HE does. I will never know the vastness of your loneliness. But HE does. I will never know the powerful sin that you struggle with daily. But HE does.

And you know what?

He loves you anyway.

The truth is, not one of us deserves the free gift He has to offer. You say that I have led a “better” life but what does that truly even mean? I may appear “to have it all together” at first glance but I can promise you the darkness and stench of sin in my life reeks of filth just as much as yours.

I have spoken in anger. I have lied. I have gossiped. I have coveted. I have lusted. I have scorned. I have hated. I have disrespected. I have stolen. I have taken the Lord’s name in vain. I am wretched to the very core.


In spite of my sin, in spite of my desire to please the flesh, in spite of my wandering, in spite of my idol chasing, in the muck, just as I am…

He loves me anyway.

Don’t you see, friend? Your past doesn’t matter. He sees you right where you are. He doesn’t say you are too far gone.


He says, “Come as you are.”

He KNOWS. And yet, He LOVES.

Because it is not really about you at all. It is about Him. He paid it all on the cross. For me.


If you find yourself believing the lie that you are too far gone for love…may I encourage you this moment that He loves you anyway?

Just as you are.

His grace abounds. And abounds.

I know this because I have lived it. I have an answer to your hurting heart and His name is Jesus.

I can’t stop death from coming. It is prowling for every last one of us. Today may not be my day, but it will come. What I have to offer you is far greater than any temporary reprieve. I can promise you eternal life in the arms of a loving Father. An eternity that is pain free. Tear free. A true happily-ever-after. All you have to do? Open your hands and say “I accept”.

Not because of who you are…but because of who HE is.

I’m sad to say that when I woke up from my dream, I never found out how it all ended. I hope the day will come when I am able to sit with you face to face and share these truths. But for now, I write and pray that He is moving within your heart and preparing a way for a planted seed to sprout and eventually explode with the truth of His love, forgiveness, and mercy.

What will happen next?

Only God knows.





Stirring (adj): causing great excitement or strong emotion; rousing.

This is the best word I can find to describe what I have been feeling the past year. I have avoided blogging for nearly five years now (for a variety of reasons) but any writer will tell you: it is not something you merely suppress. The desire does not go away. In fact, the opposite became true for me. It got to the point where I could no longer hold the words inside. The desire, like a fire burning within my soul, threatened to consume my thoughts.

Writing is a way in which I process and even though I have found outlets here and there, nothing really allows me to communicate like having space and time to let my thoughts simmer.

140 characters can’t do it.

A status update doesn’t suffice.

But blogging? It opens up the opportunity for both.

And so, here I am.

What will I write about?

Let’s be surprised together!

I know that God is at work and I have ignored the calling long enough. This is an act of simple faith. Obedience. I pray that He will use it in a way that brings honor and glory to Him.

They say the first step is the hardest…

I guess it is time to put the stirring into action.