Tonight, God was calling me to be silent, and it was so He could romance me. This is extremely personal, and I hope this is a blessing to some of you. I know God blessed me by romancing me. I hope He does the same to you. You'll never be the same. Here it is:
The Lord my God is tugging gently at my heart as one who is longing for attention. He's coming for me, He's coming for us, and it’s evident in the way the earth is groaning and yearning for His return. I think He wants my attention, but what is more truthful is that He deserves my attention.
Maybe this is true. Maybe I shouldn't be focusing so much of myself and focus giving myself to His perfect love. Maybe I should humble myself. Maybe I should be quiet, contrite, and lowly in spirit.
Maybe He's going to grace me with His presence.
I can’t seem to shake the phrase “Jesus is coming” from my head. There’s something there. I know it. I feel it my body. I feel in my spirit; it’s stirring inside of me: eagerly. Yet, with the same yearning I feel the need for quietness. I feel unworthy of such love. I feel humbled that He loves me. I am humbled that He would esteem me to enough to send His son to the cross for me. I don’t ever appreciate that enough.
“O wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death?”
I keep thinking and meditating on Lamentations 3:21-33
"21 This I recall to my mind,
Therefore I have hope.
22 Through the LORD’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
23 They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.
24 “ The LORD is my portion,” says my soul,
“ Therefore I hope in Him!”
25 The LORD is good to those who wait for Him,
To the soul who seeks Him.
26 It is good that one should hope and wait quietly
For the salvation of the LORD.
27 It is good for a man to bear
The yoke in his youth.
28 Let him sit alone and keep silent,
Because God has laid it on him;
29 Let him put his mouth in the dust—
There may yet be hope.
30 Let him give his cheek to the one who strikes him,
And be full of reproach.
31 For the Lord will not cast off forever.
32 Though He causes grief,
Yet He will show compassion
According to the multitude of His mercies.
33 For He does not afflict willingly,
Nor grieve the children of men. "
Silence, among other things in this passage, stands out to me so much in this and I can’t explain it. But I know my lover is pulling my heart. Like a lover pulls back the one they love for another embrace as if they were about to go somewhere.
Be still, my love; be still, my heart.
I’m not going anywhere, God, I love you, but, I’m humbled by this, my Lord. I’m humbled by Your love. I don’t understand it. Where did it come from?
Instead of explaining it, can You just fill me with you? I need to be with You right now. I need Your presence, Your touch, Your love in my life. I need you. I can’t be without you.
If you’re coming, then I want to know You before you get here. I want to step into eternity with someone who romanced me.
God, romance me.
I feel it now, Lord. Yes, I feel it. I feel you stepping in. I feel Your love surrounding me. I feel the arms of Your love embracing me.
Loving me.
Holding me.
Keeping me.
I see the jealousy of Your heart for mine. I feel the warmth of the fire in Your eyes.
Love, consume me.
Love;
“You are the hand that catches my fall
You are the friend that answers my call
You are my day, You are my night
You are my love and all of my life
You are the love I need
You are the air I breathe
You are my love my life always forever
I would lay down my life
Just to be by Your side
You are my love my life always forever
You are the grace that covers my sin
You’re everything the beginning and end
You have my soul, my heart and my mind
You have my love and all of my life
Hallelujah”
Love,
You are everything.
You are all encompassing.
You are everything I need.
You are everything I want.
You are more than I asked for.
You are my love.
You are my life.
Always. Forever.
Thank You for silencing me tonight. Thank You for loving me. Thank You for romancing me.
Don't leave me when I rest tonight; lay with me. Comfort me, as only a love can.
I Love You, Lord. Thank You and good night. Its turning out to be one isn't it?
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