There is a moment when you meet a girl who for all intents and purposes makes you realize you have nothing to offer. Jesus does the same thing. When you meet her everything is right. Whether you even know her or not and yet for some reason everything in you is writhing with joy. Your smile is bigger. Yet your heart is sunk like ships on rocky shores, because you have nothing to bring to the table. All your past baggage leaves you struggling at the bus station as she is light at air, floating on. You can’t keep up. She captivates you, it’s like seeing a rare flower or an endangered species but it’s unhindered, without glass walls or zoos to keep it still. It is for all to see its rare beauty. When you realize Jesus does the same thing to you it’s then and only then you realize this is the kind of woman made for you, yet at the same time the kind of woman who deserves better than you. Oh what a wretched man, tormented and worthless am I.