I want to love you so impossibly.
I have every confidence that you would hear the eagerness in my voice if only I could tell you that I am convinced and convicted that I want to love you. Every one of you. All of you individually. I could spend the rest of my life praying for the world; every individual by name, wishing them well and happiness, joy that only comes from the Father.
Oh, He perfected love, he perfected it so that when I let you down with how little my love is compared to His you won't see me, you will only see Him. And that's the way I want it to be, as long as you know that my love is chasing you after His. If you are reading this, I may not know who you are, stumbling on this by chance, I want you to know that irreversibly I love you because I choose too and because I'm called too.
I want to hold your story dear to my heart, I want the words to resonate but that would take a lifetime or a thousand. I could hold your life in my mind and heart having your own little chamber in both, eternally known in the life of the flesh and in the life of the Father; known because he has known you. I want to look on every one of you with open eyes, veil swept away with a dying world; I want you to walk on the waves with me in the light of the love that could only bring us all together, promises fulfilled.
I want to love you so impossibly. But I can only love you in the most possible way, it is there that I falter; where I have always been imperfect. My inability to love in the most impossible way is a testament to the only one who could love you and me impossibly. He did for you what I could maybe do for only one other, and he did that for the generations. In my impossibility to love as he loved I am humbled and in awe; proving who the King is, proving who the mastered love. It always moves me to Christ. Always.
All to God
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