I Need Jesus

I need Jesus.
I needed Him that night I walked in darkness carrying only a small vessel of possibility, following only a bright star of wonder, to find Him, my humble beginning of hope.

I needed Him that day I walked to the well alone, avoiding the eyes of others, thirsting for more.

I needed Him to raise His hand in the tumult of my storm, to graciously show me again who He is.

I needed Him to bring my dead to life, to bring me up off my place of abandon and despair.

I needed Him to come beside me along the mournful road where I thought all was lost and my hope was gone.

I needed my Friend as He suffered on the cross. I wanted His release and healing, but He was tending to mine.
I need Jesus.

Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved. Acts 4:12