One night, in desperation and hope, I gave up trying to fix my life and collapsed into the waiting arms of Jesus, responding to his invitation, “Come to me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me … for my yoke is easy and my burden is light” (Matt. 11:28–30). I had finished reading the verse and fallen on the floor.
I was weary beyond words. My life was in shambles. My heart was shattered, and I had done much of the shattering myself. I confessed my deep need to God and asked him to come for me, if he would have me. I gave my life to Jesus, mess that it was, mess that I was, and he did come for me. My little salvation prayer worked.