Beautiful Lord

Beautiful Lord

Lord, when I start to write about your love it's magnificence over takes the depths of my mind. My mind cannot grasp how wide your love is for me.

You've captured my heart,

dear friend

You looked at me, and I

was hopelessly

in love

How beautiful your love,

dear,dear friend

far more pleasing than a 

fine, rare wine.

Song of Songs Message 4:8-10

Just the very idea that the God of all being, who with one breath spoke all the creation into existence loves me. There isn't a thing in which I have done to win his full affection. He made me and fell in love. Gen:2 says even the place he created for me before I was born was laced with fine gold and resin thats aromatic. Where four streams of living water flowed through. Later he made beauty with one touch, he created the crescendo of all his creation from flesh, there in the most beautiful place the only suitable place for the beauty of God to take on flesh form. He made woman the giver of life and who sustains it. 

Oh my God my lover in you is my strength and in you is all my hope. I cannot help but let my heart wonder to the places I have taken it, while with complete knowledge that you knew I'd take it there, and still you say it is with one glance and it takes your breath away.  And, you say with honey lips~

Come and look, sisters

in Jerusalem

Oh, sisters of Zion, don't

miss this

My king love, dressed and 

garlanded for his wedding 

his heart is full

bursting with joy

Song of Song 5

To know that my God is bursting with Joy and that I "me" affect his heart. How much more personal does this get. Even in all his power all his Lordship he chooses to allow me to have access to his heart . Wow!  him feeling deeply matters. So many times I have herd get over it, your making to big a-deal out of it. I will confess I have at times, but when you feel deep pain and sorrow of the heart  this feeling of being crushed in spirit is the same that which my God King Lover risk feeling and has so that he could win my heart.

Take me dear Lord my Groom my prize. You Lord I have done nothing in service to earn your affection.

Shell we start again my

blessed redeemer, my awesome God

you took me back to a little

girl where we had our first date

Still you court me with banquets of roses

Lord though I have crushed 

your heart, you turned my heart

into acres of hope

Cover me God with your royal robes

carry me on your shoulders

Your hand gives me hope

Your lips feed me life.

Y From my love journal Z