My Corner with Jesus
This past Sunday Virginia Wiley shared with us how Jesus has been and continues to be her home. Below is her retelling of returning to this home: “Now I see beautiful light in the beauty of my forgotten home.” May you be blessed by the honesty and sweetness of Virginia and her sweet Jesus. –Melissa Logsdon, NCF Associate Pastor
I step out on a golden pathway and stare at Jesus flagging me down,
and when I catch up with him, I know in my heart I’m safe and Okay.
The road behind me has been so very rugged, but the 23rd Psalm says He leadeth me along the still waters, just because he really wants to do it, and because he loves me so very much. How can I not choose to go with him? Because he has protected me all my life.
I’ve always had my sweet corner with my Jesus helping me through the last rugged road with tumbleweeds and big branches laying across the rugged road, up at the end of that rugged road, calling to me Psalm 23 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures to save my aching heart from all of the loneliness I feel because my dear precious mother went to be with the Lord some 27 years ago, and my aching heart feels so much in need of a Savior on that rugged road that I traveled for the last six to eight months, I’m coming home now to my Shepherd, who is carrying me over his arm with much tenderness. No more rugged road.
Now I see beautiful light in the beauty of my forgotten home.
He made the home so special,
but I forgot it because the road was so hard and rugged.
But now my Jesus is standing there in my doorway, glistening, radiant and so beautiful in the sunlight, with such kind, loving eyes and such peaceful smile that looks in my heart, I’ll never forget Jesus’ calming, peaceful smile because I finally came back home to my back home Jesus.
I’m still on my journey, and I’m sure there will be many more rugged, hard roads to weather through like a child, but I can really trust my dear sweet Jesus that he’ll be waiting standing in my home doorway with his arms open wide to bring me close to him and hug me to himself and say to me, I love you, my dearest child. –Virginia Wiley