You know every dark hole and gaping crack.
You work Your brilliant light in even the tiniest hairline fracture that seems invisible to all but You.

Every love song, poem or letter was meant for You only.

And if it is good and right, You deliver it in this most beloved Way.

It's too late, I cannot turn away from You any longer; and believe me I've tried. You've made me more of an outsider then I already am, but I can't bear to not have You in my life.

And just when I forget You are there, You prove yourself to me over and over again. I'm riveted by Your word, I can't seem to forget You.

I think about You everyday. And no matter how much I adore You, it never tires You out, in fact You love me even more.

Even when I start to drift back to my old ways, there You are to save me from myself. When the rest of the world hates me, You show how Your love is deeper then my pain.

You tell me things no one has ever said to me before, and You explain how my sorrow is the path of compassion.

You've taken me out of this world and into your own, there is no going back. How could I ever step away from You, and why would I ever want to?

In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

Deep, intense, intimate, human; lies and betrayal, selfish lust, total destruction,

Wounded pride, thwarted desires. What Love? human love, false love.

Where do you find the Love you longed for all of your life?

True Love, His Love; fulfillment, endless satisfaction, never harms and always gives, higher and higher, deeper and deeper, forever and ever.

Two women shall be grinding together; the one shall be taken and the other left.

Two men shall be in the field; the one shall be
taken, and the other left.

Leaving to Arrive

Change, what keeps me back from the final step? I want to go forward, give it all up until there is nothing left of me.

What commitment, what stress, what pain to give up the things I love for the One I Love?

Change, they don't always want me to do it, but I am going to anyway. Cause I know there is no other way, it's all or nothing.

He calls to me. Immerse yourself, child. Don't look back, leave it all behind.

I let Him love me, every bit belongs to Him.

And no man putteth new wine into old bottles; else the new wine will burst the bottles, and be spilled, and the bottles shall perish. But new wine must be put into new bottles; and both are preserved.