I was in the crowd.
Jesus came to me and he spoke to me, but I was caught in the midst of a crowd.
He came to me the second time and I didn’t hear him…He wanted so much to share with me…but I was caught in the midst of the crowd ( my lifestyle, my ‘I can do it’, so consumed).
The third time He came back to me…I kinda heard words…but I was too busy…caught in the midst of the crowd.
He waited. He said He didn’t go anywhere. Then I heard Him…the ‘I was caught in the midst of the crowd..that He had never left. I thought He had…but it was me who left Him.
Christ restores our weaknesses.
By Mickey, a cult and incest survivor in the extreme.
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