Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. –Song of Songs 8:6
I need You as my rhythm. I desire to know You more; ignite the smoldering places inside that sit in ash. Draw back the veil that has blinded my eyes, let my soul soak in Your gaze, full of love and mercy, charged with a fierceness that shows me You are coming for me.
You’re wanting to restore my heart, ready to exceed what I could hope for. You stand, chomping at the bit to crawl inside me, flood me with a thousand surges of sun, burst open the dead spaces and shine Your abundance into me. Oh, how You want to love me! Relentlessly. How You long for me to let You! To show up and save me and take me captive by Your fervent gentleness. If only I would open the door on which You scrape Your knuckles, desperate to come in. Clamoring for my attention, willing me to take Your hand.
What keeps me from allowing myself all of You? When You are eager to consume my tender places, the yearning of my heart climbs to find You. I am timid to let myself go. But You are so patient with me, ever patient. How quickly You’d rush in if I dared to unlayer.
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