Stepping out of the Junk

Today, during my centering prayer time, I saw Jesus.

I was standing in my yard surrounded by my “stuff”

Not material things.

My baggage.





Self Doubt,




All littering my space.

Distracting me. Dragging me down.

Killing my spirit. Paralyzing me.


When I looked up I saw Jesus across the street.

He beckoned.

C’mon, my love.

Cross the divide.

Leave the junk.

Just focus on me.

You remember,

The one who died for you.

The one who carries you.

The one who wipes away every tear.


I took the first step…..

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