I Cry Often...

Every Tuesday and Wednesday I go to my office and pray to ask God to help me deliver the message that he would want my students to hear and live out.  I open up his word, grab commentaries, pray more, read others writings, get back into the word then start typing.  I find myself in the middle of writing this message that God has planned for me and my students and in the middle of it I feel this heavy weight of conviction.  There is something special when you are alone with God's word and the Holy Spirit brings these emotions and thoughts to you attention about your own life.  I usually find myself writing to a particular audience and then I find myself struggling with the same thing.  I realize that I am no greater than anyone else and the weight of conviction is very real for my life.  I then find myself reading and talking about how good God is and what he has done for all of us and my eyes usually fill up with tears. Even as I type this blog I am overwhelmed by how much Jesus loves me and how often I forget.  I am blown away that I am called to do this because often I feel so unworthy and inadequate.  I am literally saddened because what Jesus had to go through so that I could be free and yet I am so thankful.  It is moments like this that I cry often...