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It’s Holy Week.

And I’ve been failing miserably at offering grace freely.

Wow, that is hard to admit. In the wake of Jesus walking to the cross, I have been unable to offer grace to those closest to me. And I have excuses, sure. Plenty of them. But they are just that: excuses that come out of my own selfishness. Without Jesus, this is how I behave. I behave grace-lessly and selfishly. But when I open my heart to Jesus, to the weight of what He has done for me and I remember, I am able to pour out His grace to others in my life.

So today is a day of working on heart-things.
Today is a day I ask for forgiveness.
Today is a new day of surrender.

May my heart be purified as I, too, approach the cross this week on bended knee, seeking my beautiful Savior.

I’ve had so many “come to Jesus” moments lately. You know the kind, right?

Because I just packed up my Subaru, all weighted down with vintage purses and baking dishes and hot pink Swedish clogs, and I drove halfway across the country again, only not back to where I started. To somewhere new. Crazy. The sort of crazy God gives us.

I feel so empty of all that I knew. So far away from home. {whatever ‘home’ means, really}

And yet, so powerfully full of the mercies of God.

I arrived here, in this sandy, red-faced tourist town, white-knuckled from driving for 3 1/2 days and from carrying baggage long before then. Here’s the thing about gripping something tightly: you have to let go of it to hold anything new. There is only so much room in my hands. I have to let go of insecurities and anxieties that built up in my time of waiting. Because God is doing something new.

I have traveled three days and nights to get here, to see something God has told me I must go see. The second I wrote that sentence, I thought of the Three Wise Men. I understand that story of the Three Wise Men much better now…how they journeyed toward a star, believing God had sent them, but not knowing what they would find. They arrived exhausted, exhilarated  and humbled…bowed before a King.

They brought Him gifts.

I think I will bring Him gifts.

I will bring Him anxiety, and worry, and fear. Those are the most precious things I have to offer right now, the things of my heart that will really be a sacrifice of praise, because letting go of them means: I trust.

I am trusting.