I come to worship

Sometimes I think we can complicate relationships.
We think we need to be our best selves, to be the best version of ourselves to enter into relationship.
I forgot that that's not the way with Jesus. That he simply wants me to come before him just as I am.
Just as I am. Not the clean, shiny Grace. Not the Grace that is free of addictions, pride, and selfishness. The ugly Grace. The me that is pretty self-glorifying and addicted to filling the hole that I feel inside of myself at times.

Christ, I don't want to hide the ugliness of who I am when I come before you. Because when I do that, I diminish the power of your love. I diminish the reality that I am both seen and known and deeply, deeply cherished.