Crying

Something happened yesterday evening. I was talking with one of my pastors and sharing about my struggles with trying to live the "normal Christian life", and I started to cry. I was crying because I was so tired of feeling guilty of trying to live holy, and I just wanted to cry out to God, "Help me! Save me!" I was also crying because I felt the love of God in a very intense and intimate way I had not felt for a long time. My pastor had me read Romans 8 from the Bible; my voice broke and tears flowed almost every other word. The Bible came alive to me, and I understood God's love. I knew it deep in my heart. It was a strange and wonderous thing to experience the Bible.

I hope this has opened up something in me to be free to experience God more.