Love is …

 

Never did I think one could love me as he does.

Never did I feel worthy,

Never in my worldly world;

This love that changes everything

 

I had heard of this guy, a good one, you know.

I sprinkled salt on the stories to see if they held true,

I went along to listen to man and woman expound

His words as if they were true

 

I sat in the corner and spoke not one word,

My smile etched in pain on my face

deterred all onlookers from coming near

Year on year I sat silently with the good folk

 

Tragedies came and went but they still went on

And on and on

About the good guy who loved them

And they sang loud and waved arms around

 

The guy never changed, he remained the same

He good, he love, he mercy, he grace

Yeah, I thought, from my quietness

That all very nice for the nice folk

 

But then one day my heart was strangely warmed

Lightning struck and shards of bitterness flew

Off my chest like bullets from an automatic Uzi

My shoulders forever bent began to straighten

 

Many times we had sung my chains fell off

For me, without knowing what that meant

But now the bondage marks began to fade

I clawed to hold onto old and new

 

I couldn’t…

I wouldn’t…

I couldn’t…

Believe

He loved me.

 

Me, who had done more in his enemy’s name,

Than most on the planet

Me, the unwanted, un-needed, unloved one

He, loved me?

 

It took time; weeks and months went by

I followed him; I heard what was said

With new ears and a newer heart

But years of self-sufficiency were hard to shift.

 

What did he know of me, and my life?

Revelation day, the day I truly believed

The day I heard he loved me full stop. Period. Dead stop. Screeching halt.

I fell to my knees in awestruck wonder

 

If he could love one such as I

Then surely I could love it too

I saw the light, received my sight

And I will bless his name forever

 

No more angst, no more fear

Because I am loved by the almighty one

The alpha and omega has adopted me

How cool is that! How freakin’ awesome

 

I am no longer the me I used to be

It is no longer me that lives

But Jesus Christ lives in me

And through him I love and am loved

 

Theories come and go,

Expressions are in fashion for a time

But the timeless one does not change

His language is the same as when it all began

 

His love came down, expressed in human form

His body died on the cross at Calvary

But as the women cried – “He is risen”

I proclaim with women throughout the age

 

Our Lord, our King is risen indeed

And he will come once more

And there will be no more sorrow

Only love, only love, only love will remain.

 

I can…

I will…

I can…

Believe, have faith, trust in –

HE LOVES ME indeed.

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