you will forget to be
aware,
unselfish, and
thoughtful,
and it will hurt me at times,
but i will still be here,
loving you
softly
consistently,
anyways.
you will think only of yourself
too many times to count,
because it
doesn't exactly come naturally
to step outside
yourself
and i will still be here,
quietly teaching you
without using words.
i will get weary.
tired of getting stepped on,
taken advantaged of,
even manipulated at times,
but because of the Lord's great love,
i will not be consumed
and i will continue to love,
to pour out,
and watch as He transforms you.
you will leave your kids at my house,
expecting me to watch them
and feed them, without
a second thought.
you will let your insecurity
cloud your judgement
and you will hold me at a distance
in your fearful suspicion
even though i have dealt
with you only
with sound character
time and time again.
you have nothing to fear with me.
by His grace,
you can trust me.
i love you,
in your weakness,
in your darkest,
i love you.
when you walk in flesh
and not in spirit
i love you.
i am here.
i love you not with a human love.
that is too little at times.
i love you with a Christ love,
sweeping,
unconditional,
and persistent.
i do not point a finger at you,
rather i point to Christ
and i ask you to follow Him
alongside me.
this friendship is not without
its hurts,
its conflicts,
it's storms,
but we will weather it,
for we are in it for the
long haul.
my prayer is that He continues to
soften you with His love,
that you will recognize
He rejoices over you with singing.
you can leave the
striving,
the performing,
the need to be perfect
at the foot of the cross.
there is no room for insecurity,
fear,
and pride.
[i preach first to myself]
you can be free to be loved by Him
and love Him in return.
that is my consistent prayer
for you, sweet friend.
i how you will push against
this, it is foreign to you,
and you are afraid to
trust it.
i assure you,
you can.
i know you know
of him,
but do you
know him?
i want to be here to keep
directing you to Him,
so someday,
you yield good fruit,
and you flourish like a palm tree..
i am here.
i love you at your darkest,
and i will rejoice as you
make your way into
the
Light..
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