Friday, May 24, 2013
I find myself at your feet, breaking my life open like a bottle of perfume that the ancient whores poured out on you. I find myself undone and built up. I find myself torn open and made whole. I find the completion of my own brokenness at your feet. Not an emotional downfall, but an uprising of grace. I'm broken because of your deep love for me, which waters this thirsty desert. My heart is a garden that thirst for the morning rain. Every detail of my life is cared for by your tender hands. The tender hands of a lover, of a gardener, of a farmer, of a father. I fall down at your feet at the revelation of who you are. You are a lion, strong and mighty. You are a father, and your arms are like towers over me. Loving me, guiding me, never neglecting me. Unconditionally loving me. You loved the sinner inside of me because you saw past my sin. You loved wretch I have been because you saw no wretchedness. You have forgotten my wrongs because love holds no grudges, and love forgets. You are love. You are my love. All love flows out of you. Love flows from your mouth into mine and I overflow into the world around me. Your love is deeper than the sky, and more complex than the universe. You are the sun, bringing light and life to a dark and straining world. Restore in me the intimacy we always have had. Awaken the revelation of our oneness, my lover and God. I know you beyond an imaginary being, I know you as real. But if you were in my imagination only, than that's only where I'd be found. But you extend to the Heavens. Into reality. You are not limited. So I go. I go where you go and you are everywhere. I go and bring the revelation of your presence. I am goer. I want to go where you already are. Take me to the ends that the ends may have a new beginning in you. You're more real to me today than yesterday and my need for you is more real than my need for water. I crave you. Just let me stay at your feet always. The mighty feet of a lion on the prowl.