A daily choosing...

This morning, I rose earlier than usual and I watched the sun break over the eastern sky.

Christ was with me and we sat side by side in my backyard. We held hands, and I felt the pulsing of His heart and He felt the pulsing of mine.

There was one moment of such indescribable sweetness, that tears welled up within my eyes and spilled over my cheeks.

I so rarely cry.

In fact, I have years upon years of uncried tears locked within me; but Christ is teaching me to honor my own tears.

Even now, Christ is tenderly, and patiently holding my hand as we cry for the beauty of this shared life...my life in Him, and His life in me.

I've had many people (even Christian people) doubtingly question this incarnational relationship. "Is He real?" people will ask. "Do you really think Christ is physically there with you?"

My friends, Christ is real.

The question is, how real will you allow Christ to be in your life?

Me?

I choose this flesh and blood savior, this flesh and blood friend and collector of my tears.

I choose you Lord!

I choose you!