Matthew 8:20

“And Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.”

As a young girl I heard a sermon where the preacher said

Jesus didn’t have a place to lay His head.

Now I am sure the preacher said more than that.

But the thought that stayed with me was that

Jesus didn’t have a house,

a bed,

or even a pillow.

At least this is the narrative I created in my mind.

I thought, I have these things.

Poor Jesus.

People are treating Him so bad.

When I went to bed that night

I slept on the edge of the bed,

on the edge of the pillow.

I told Jesus He could lay His head on my pillow.

A child’s heart.

I know the Lord remembers the “me” of yesteryears.

I came to realize that the residence the Lord seeks is a willing heart.

If we abide in Him,

He will abide in us.

A willing heart.

A place to lay His head.

God bless✨

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie

Tysthatbind