Point Break

While waiting for my friend at Port Authority, I started praying. I need God. My church needs God. We desperately need God to be so much more than a mask or a figurehead, but to be the Solution. We are always saying we need God but I think we're beginning to forget what we need God for. I couldn't stop crying until I got a text message. Looked up, and there my friend was. I don't know how long she had been sitting there next to me, watching me cry with a Bible in my hand.

Come, Lord Jesus.