flight of the butterfly, rising free
Vibrant, voluptuous, such
brilliance in their hues
The artisans spent countless decades
improving the views
from the depths of my heart
i sing you this song
a love that will last
and stand ever strong
God's great love astounds me. It continues to show up in new and fresh ways. And yet, some days, I just don't feel it. Perhaps in my childish humanity and nagging ego it is inevitable to feel less than ideal. Some would seek to have me believe this. Or perhaps these days of trial and travail are here to increase my reliance on God, to coerce me to deeper levels of surrender and love.
My sensitive heart is often bruised by ungentle and unloving words and actions. There are times when I am tempted to strengthen my heart, to fortify, to put up walls so I don't get hurt. It seems it would be easier that way. But the Master, the Teacher, God's Son Jesus didn't seem to make the easy choices. And He asks us to love as He loved. So I remind myself again that I am walking in the Way. That I choose to live as He lived. That the answer to every question is love.
How do I face fear? more love
How do I walk through the fire? more love
How do I stand in the storm? more love
How do I heal a wounded heart? more love
How do I live in a world without love? more love
How do I best serve my fellow man? more love
How do I best serve myself? more love
How do I best serve my God? more love
More love, then, is still the best answer I know.
I love you.