Jesus. Where are you. (help me).

I have a mountain of problems, I’m alone, afraid, tired and beaten down…

Jesus, where are you? Help me.

Jesus:

I’m here, I’ve come for you.  You call me from the inside, your tears, your desires of your soul, your brokenness of heart, have moved me to you.  

Don’t you know that the anxiety I have for you is far more than you could ever have for yourself?

My child, learn to talk to me, like a child talks to his mother, let there be no barriers between you and me. 

Why do you find it easier to talk to somebody else rather than to me, I know you better than anyone else?  My conversation is simple, humble.

Nowhere will you find the understanding, the consolation and the appreciation, that I have.  And nobody else is as interested in you as I am.  

I love you. Infinitely more than anyone else does.

You are never alone. 

I am as near to you right now as your nose is to your face, ready to share you burdens and solve your problems. Bring you sorrows, your troubles and your fears to me.

No human being is capable of giving the perfect friendship which I offer to you now.  

I know you far better than you know yourself.  Why do you treat me as a stranger?  

Come to me.  Without any fear, anxiety or doubt.  Have confidence in my love.

I wish to call you my friend.

These earthly hardships, these trials will come and go.  The longest life on earth so short.  

This is not your home.  You are made for unending perfect happiness with me.

Stay close to me, and you will find peace. 

Do not let tribulation dishearten you.  

Above all things: rest in me.  

-Taken from the writings of Thomas A. Kempis (Imitation of Christ) and Fr. Anthony Paone S.J. (My Daily Bread), slightly adapted and delicately woven together by IMbeggar.