I sought Jesus in my own time and way, but I couldn’t find Him. I never thought I would find Him in my pain, when I was not looking for Him, I think it makes sense though; because happiness has a way of hiding what we need, while sorrow strips us of what we had.
This is why when we see Christ in our pain, we see the real Jesus, the Jesus who was a man of many sorrows, a man who has come to take away the sins of the world.
And we love this King, a King who takes our wounds and tears, and plants a future devoid of both; because He has made Himself available to us, by joining us in the storm.
“You must not reduce yourself to a puddle just because the person you like is afraid to swim and you are a fierce sea to them; because there will be someone who was born with love of the waves within their blood, and they will look at you with fear and respect.”—T.B. LaBerge // Things I’m Still Learning at 25 (via tblaberge)