When something hits so hard that it takes my breath away, Jesus knows every pain.
When I feel a little lost and don’t know the way, Jesus knows which direction to take.
When I feel as though I’m too broken to not just let go, Jesus let’s me know he loves me and holds me all the more close.
I need Jesus because I’m too feeble and weak. I need him because he knows me and he loves me.
I don’t need Jesus because I’m perfect and don’t need fixing. I need him for the exact opposite, actually.
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