Sunday, October 24, 2010

love letter


God, You are the author of my story. You designed my heart. Nothing I do or dream surprises You. Your love is wider than my life. Your hope runs deeper than my fears. You see the entirety of my existence, and You sing over me. Jesus, thanks for calling me Your shorty.

Haha, it’s stupid really. I spend all of this time worrying about how You’re going to play out the plan of my life. But it’s not about my story at all. It’s Yours. All of this is about You. I’m not the lead character. You are.

Fix my eyes on You, author. You’re the perfecter of our faith. You’re the protector of our hearts. You’re the King who gave up everything to love us. You’re the Rescuer who dropped into Earth to pick us up from our heartache.

When it seems like everyone else is in love, You’re the One who is loneliest. When it seems like no one cares, You’re the One weeping for us. When it seems like hope is hibernating for winter, You’re Wisdom crying out in the streets.

You. It’s all about You.

You’re the Lover of our souls. You’re the gatekeeper of our hearts. You’re the champion of the abused. You’re the leader of the listless, the hopeless, the reckless. You’re Prince Charming, riding a white horse through the clouds of fire. You’ve won eternity and proclaimed Your love as victory.

So why am I still close to crying?

You are the source of all Joy. You didn’t make my heart with any voids. You filled them all. You are always present. You are always crying out to be the only Lover of my life.

You’re the God of the rain. You’re the God of the lonely. You’re the God of the rejected. You’re the God of the exhausted. You’re my God.

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Ephesians 5

Therefore, be imitators of God as dearly loved children and live in love, just as Christ also loved us and gave himself for us, a sacrificial and fragrant offering to God. But among you there must not be either sexual immorality, impurity of any kind, or greed, as these are not fitting for the saints. Neither should there be vulgar speech, foolish talk, or coarse jesting – all of which are out of character – but rather thanksgiving. For you can be confident of this one thing: that no person who is immoral, impure, or greedy (such a person is an idolater) has any inheritance in the kingdom of Christ and God.

Let nobody deceive you with empty words, for because of these things God’s wrath comes on the sons of disobedience. Therefore do not be partakers with them, for you were at one time darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of the light – for the fruit of the light consists in all goodness, righteousness, and truth – and find out what pleases the Lord. Do not participate in the unfruitful deeds of darkness, but rather expose them. For the things they do in secret are shameful even to mention. But all things being exposed by the light are made evident. For everything made evident is light, and for this reason it says:

“Awake, O sleeper!

Rise from the dead,

and Christ will shine on you!”

Therefore be very careful how you live – not as unwise but as wise, taking advantage of every opportunity, because the days are evil. For this reason do not be foolish, but be wise by understanding what the Lord’s will is. And do not get drunk with wine, which is debauchery, but be filled by the Spirit, speaking to one another in psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs, singing and making music in your hearts to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for each other in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, and submitting to one another out of reverence for Christ.

Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord, because the husband is the head of the wife as also Christ is the head of the church – he himself being the savior of the body. But as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything. Husbands, love your wives just as Christ loved the church and gave himself for her to sanctify her by cleansing her with the washing of the water by the word, so that he may present the church to himself as glorious – not having a stain or wrinkle, or any such blemish, but holy and blameless. In the same way husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. For no one has ever hated his own body but he feeds it and takes care of it, just as Christ also does the church, for we are members of his body. For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and will be joined to his wife, and the two will become one flesh. This mystery is great – but I am actually speaking with reference to Christ and the church. Nevertheless, each one of you must also love his own wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.

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