Waiting in great expectation:

there you go.... again pursuing me

forgiving me

thinking I'm beautiful, convincing me of it to the point of annoyance!

wanting me....

accepting me

laying your eyes on me-like a lion to it's prey

exciting me

teaching me

pressing back into me

intriguing me

telling me NO! when my yeses are No's and I don't know better

TAKING MY HEART OF STONE AND MAKING IT soft pliable FLESH!

You speak truth to my soul...

You are constantly excavating the lies that form in my heart....

pouring confidence into all of the open sores and gashing wounds...

holding my shaking body still as it falls apart

You are constantly calming my soul (praise you Jesus)

YOU are QUICK TO LOVE

You are quick to justify

You give me calling and purpose

you take the numb away and make me FEEL

you bring the helpless hope

you give crying eyes a tomorrow

you feed the sparrows' hungry belly-AND you WILL feed mine

YOU PROMISE A HEAVEN WITHOUT SORROW

Heaven is where I'll see Your face

I'll have a new body

and death will never come to my mind

tears will no longer be a reality

a hurting heart will not exist

I WILL see my loved ones who tasted death too early

In heaven, those who love you will exist together in one place

Heaven will be like a bride preparing for her groom

"God will live with them, they will be his people and god himself will be with them and be their god, He will wipe every tear from their eyes. there will be no more death, or mourning , or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. He who sits on the Throne says "I am making everything new!" {Revelations 21}

Your love tells me to

shout LOVE others

Your love tells me to:

"shut up!"

my two cents is not really that important

Your love makes me turn my shoulders back into your chest, like a child when I do wrong, and because of your blood, I can come back again and again.

You show me what love feels like, and what security tastes like.

You turn sickness into healing so I can pray and heal

You are the master healer

you took your own spit and made BLIND EYES SEE! (YES JESUS, YES, i PRAY it happens)

I yearn for you to make blind eyes see. Not just a physical sight, but a spiritual sight too-

Because really,

(the "physical" eventually fades in ALL of us.)

I SHOUT at the mountains, drunk on a dream-deliriously aware of the way You move-

I've shouted at you

begged you

fallen weeping at your feet

pleading for you to act

in response to my words.....

and. you. NEVER. disappoint.

I'm shuttering in fear of You, I'm barely breathing

knowing you are dead serious when you say you

will do what you say you will do.

I can't comprehend you, I can't figure you out, I can't explain you or wrap my mind around you.

But you are good and I want every piece of you

I will hunt you down

until

I

am

satisfied.

Last night, I broke bread and drank wine with my husband remembering the blood you shed so I could live, and I was more inspired than I've ever been. That wine was bitter as my toungue absorbed it, the bread was dry. Tears seeped from my closed eyes and nothing else mattered at that moment. I imagined you on the cross with sweat seeping from every pore as you suffered.

You looked down at me and sweetly mouthed these words: "i. love. you" AND at that moment, a dagger pierced my heart. I fell more in love than I've ever been. My bones ached knowing that all of myself was instantly absorbed in the pain that you felt. As each breath was inhaled and exhaled until you died, as each drop of crimson seeped into the soil beneath you. You were not drained out in vain, that blood bought me. I am humbly in awe. All of me was absorbed on that cross when you took your last breath. I'll never really "get" it.

I eagerly anticipate what you're up to. I wait for you with great expectation on the edge of my seat-and I am addicted to the high I get when I watch miracles unfold

before

my

eyes