Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Essence of Love

He was incorrigible. She had expressed to Him profusely how she didn't deserve His love and yet He was hopeless...He turned a deaf ear upon her complaints. She didn't feel worthy, as she had failed so many times. Yet each time He smothered her with the love of the world.
She would look across the vastness of the plain and feel incredibly lost and alone. With a soft hand He pulled her chin up only to catch the tears falling from her face. Embracing her with words of peace and love, He turned her attention to the night sky. The warm sun setting on a cool pond as soft pastels intermingle. One by one He points out glimmering stars that seem to be placed there just for her. They shine and stand out just as she hopes to.
A soft breeze dances on her skin and she realizes finally He isn't going anywhere.
Yet there were times when she still felt unworthy...times when she just didn't care anymore and in the darkest depths of not caring is when she felt most guilty.
Somehow He seemed to find her each and every time in the same muck and pull her up upon a Rock. He makes her whole and pure, and gives her strength for the day. He loves her and gives her peace and strength to face her biggest fears. And no matter how hopeless she always feels, He always has strength to hold her tight in His arms. He encourages and gives her hope. A new purpose each and every day.
He didn't rely on worldly definitions, passions of the flesh or even witty banter...He was himself. He far exceeded any pure, imaginable thought. He was perfect. He loved her beyond any comprehension she had of love. He clothed her in peace and tranquility and let her be herself. Yet through all this freedom He saw what she had to offer, the possibilities that lay before her-more so than anyone had ever seen.
Perhaps being incorrigible wasn't a bad quality of him, because in it He has shown her the very essence of love.
There is this sense of being mesmerized by your child when it's first laid in your arms, HE was her Father, her Creator, her Everything- and yet she was the one who was mesmerized.

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