Heaven’s King has made His home in fragile people.
He walked with me, went before me, forgave me, guarded me and waited at the end of the road. Still, some hidden part of me treated the Christian life like a lonely climb, as if Jesus had saved me and then left me to manage my own heart and carry my own weakness.
Paul calls the mystery of grace, “Christ in you, the hope of glory” (Colossians 1:27).
Christ in you.
That phrase feels like a door opening in a dark house. Jesus is not shouting commands from the far edge of the field. By His Spirit, the risen Christ has taken residence in the person He purchased with His blood.
Grace does not leave the house empty..Christ lives there!
That means I do not walk into temptation alone. I do not carry grief with an empty soul or face another ordinary morning with only good intentions and Christian words.
Some days I still pray like Jesus is far away.
Then Scripture lays its hand on my shoulder and tells me the truth.
He is nearer than my next breath.
He is in me.
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