lovely

It’s the way you change all my bad days into golden moments. Or perhaps lessons is a better term? Maybe it’s the promises that you make to me to exchange a crown of beauty for the ashes I call life. You carefully massage away my mourning with your anointing oil - the fragrance lingering when another ocean wave of grief hits me. You teach me how to put on praise and dance when all my spirit desires is to hide in a pit of despair. When I feel heavy and desperate - You dust me off, lift my chin and call me “righteous.” You plant my feet firm in your Word, and Your beauty glows. Your glory reflects off of me - like a mirror showcasing your love and worth. There’s nothing in me that feels worthy of this love, yet you call me -

“Lovely.”

You call me…

“Clean.”

You call me…

“Worth every pain and heart break.”

You are my protecter, provider, teacher, counselor, friend, and lover of my soul. Here you are bringing me back to life - a life that I give back to You.

“Why?”

Because you love me. Because I’ve never experienced a love like this - an unconditional - “even if you hate me and never choose me I am here always” - kind of love. The love that books and songs and people search for all of their lives and sometimes never find. And I - I am here finding it daily. Searching for more daily. One moment is not enough - I am forever undone and wanting more and more of the love that heals and binds my every ache.

“Your eyes - they way you look at me - I’ve wanted this forever.”

Let’s stay here.

“Let’s keep moving. There’s more of my love I want you to find.”

Then don’t ever let me stop moving forward in seeking Your love. I want to know the depths of Your love intimately.

“Unrelenting love.”