That’s right. I’m having a torrid love affair. There is this amazing man who has permeated my heart and now its all a-flutter with anticipation for our next encounter. His name is Jesus. (gotcha)
I’ve been reading this book, “The Sacred Romance,” and I’m just feeling so enamored. God has been pursuing my heart for quite some time now and I’m just starting to get a glimpse of how much He loves me.
He has loved me since I was formed in my mother’s womb. I got to know a little something about him when I was a kid, but when I was a teenager, I pushed Him away. His love, unquenched, waited for me to return. While I was out in the world, messing around in every kind of vile thing…things that broke His heart…He watched me from afar. He silently and lovingly protected me in many ways, but I didn’t notice. I just kept right on going. He waited patiently, never too far away, until I finally broke down and realized I needed Him. I didn’t even turn to Him because of His love; I initially turned to Him so He could fix everything I screwed up. Always the gentleman, He waited until I asked Him into my heart before He would enter.
So I’ve been dating Him rather nonchallantly for quite some time now. His love came so easily and so completely, I don’t think, on some level, I believed it was true. I didn’t earn it. I didn’t perform well most of the time and I hadn’t done much for Him. I mean, I’m sure he loves me, but I felt it was a more distant kind of relationship.
Now I’m seeing the author of my story as the main character…the hero…the love interest. I see how He created things in the Earth for none other than our pleasure…sunrises, mountains, waterfalls. I see traces of His sense of humor, which is so attractive to me. I see Him constantly being pushed away by so many of us…or at best, kept at arm’s length…and He just keeps loving us and inviting us to come back to Him.
This love of my life has taken my messes and turned them into blessings. In the worst days of my life, He drew close to me and helped me to feel His arms of love wraping around me. He took off his shroud and placed it around my shoulders to protect me from the fiery darts of the devil. He consoled my wounded heart. He strengthened my spirit. Yes, even in the darkness…dare I say especially in the darkness…He was there.
He waits for me every day. He loves when I show up for our daily talks. He doesn’t get angry when I loose focus and my mind drifts off. He just waits for me to come back and finish our visit. He laughs at all my dumb jokes because He really gets me and my silly sense of humor. He encourages me when I’m afraid. He makes me strong when I feel beaten down. He even fights my fights for me.
I can never fully comprehend the depths of His love. I can never love Him the way He loves me. I can try…but its impossible for us to love like Him…He IS love. But I’m starting to get a clue. I’m starting to see my BFF, Jesus, a little more often. I’m inviting Him into a few more areas of my life than I did before. I’m even allowing Him to take the lead as I humbly offer my meager assets to Him to help advance His kingdom. And what does He do? He turns around and blesses me even more. He outdoes me every time!
Yeah. I love Jesus. He’s so cool.
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