Tuesday, December 18, 2012

God in my waking, God in my sleeping.

"Every day I sit and look on you.  I watch you, holding my heart so that it does not explode, so that I don't forget myself and grasp you to myself.  Such is my delight in you and how you move, how you think and formulate your understanding.  How you get restless when people lack passion, how you cry at great love or great injustice.

I sing when you talk to me, I literally sing, because I know we share secrets and they are my joy.  To know you have shared with me your secret loves and hopes and tears.  To hear your true opinions and the things you are sorry for that you need never be.

I weep when you weep, when I hear you long for me to hold you because you can not hold yourself.  I weep when you doubt yourself or others express their doubts over you.

When you shy back from boldness because you've believed the shame, I am not angry at you, I am angry at my enemy who has hurt you to get to me.

I am nervous when you fear your future is small, because I know that every day you have the choice to walk away from me.  And I breathe easy each night as I get to hold you as you sleep in safety.  I know you are worried you think and cry too much, but do not be afraid.  This is something I need from you as I clothe you for the battle you will fight. I could not be more glad that you are mine and there is nothing, nothing I would not do for you to choose me every day.

I will wash you and heal you and sing my praises over you.  Every day, just as much as you need my child.  I love you perfectly, Abba."

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