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I thought I would be further long by now. After all, I have been following Jesus for more than 30 years. But everyday I feel like I am taking that first step on an unknown journey. After all this time, why do I still feel like a novice?
Will I ever reach the point where I feel like I have arrived? Or at least that I have made some progress? Right now, the only thing I feel is my own bankruptcy.
“Try harder” I tell myself. I pray. I read my Bible. I try to follow Jesus in everything. But still, I show up every day broken and destitute, with nothing to offer Him but myself – my empty, needy, hurting self.
I stretch out my beggar’s hand, hoping for some morsel of bread to feed my weary soul. It is here in this beautifully broken place He gives Himself to me as the Bread of Life and whispers,
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Debbie and I serve as the FMI Global Associate Director for MENACA and Europe. We focus on cultivating disciples, leaders, and church planting movements.
