The Same Jesus

by Kristin Fields Chadwick

The same Jesus who appeared to Paul and turned his whole world around

The same Jesus who gave manna to the Jews in the desert

The Same Jesus who met my mom on our dirt road

The same Jesus who poured out abundantly my identity and over and over proved yourself faithful to your word

The same Jesusu who is trustworthy, reliable, wild, fun, peaceful, so very kind

The same Jesus who is incredibly real

The same Jesus who has turned my heartache into lifegiving wisdom for others

The same Jesus who meets me in encounters

The same Jesus who has carried us through very hard and chaotic seasons

The same Jesus who has guided us step by step in spiritual warfare

The same Jesus who has done miracles in our children

The same Jesus who calls out the gold in Joshua in his season of questioning

The same Jesus who sits with me in grief, anger, betrayal

The same Jesus who provided unprecedented amounts of food, money, provision for our family when there was no natural way

The same Jesus who gave us a home that was in our dreams

The same Jesus who romanced my heart even as a 3 year old singing in the woods of Georgia to the oceanside heartfelt chats as a 19 year old to the Grand Canyon moments of epiphanies

You are a faithful friend. 

Through and through. 

I love you Jesus. 

Thank you for the way you are through it all. 

To listen to more of where this poem was birthed out of, listen to Wholistic Hearts Podcast episode 82 “A Quick Devotional: Song of Songs 1:1-2”

I want to hear from you…

How has God come for your heart consistently over the seasons of your life?

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To Be Honest…


The reality is when we skip over being human, we skip over the opportunity to allow the Savior to be our Savior.  Here in the mess- the humanness of our hearts is exactly where we meet our closest friend. We invite Jesus into the mess. I have to be honest with myself and with Jesus about those deep rooted emotions and worries and places of exhaustion.  It’s a process. If I skip the step of process, I only pretend to have a wholeheart.

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Pursuing Connection

I wasn’t getting any better. I started methodically asking myself if there was a place for me to turn around. I needed to get out of this line of traffic. I began to feel panic. I was sweating and starting to nervously shake. I tried changing the music I was listening to. I tried praying. I tried breathing in for five, holding for five, and releasing for five- it only made it worse.

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