Like you had/have for me Lord.
Like the sadness but budding joy of a sister reunited with a brother in a tight embrace after she forgot his birthday.
The moments when you were appreciated for just being, with no effort of your own.
The love that doesn’t demand or need anything in return.
The unconditional, compassionate kind.
Free from ulterior motives.
But how necessary, how vital and life saving.
This is what I live for.
When people try to love those who are difficult to love.
Without suffocating either of the parties involved.
Help me be childlike in wonder and love.
Believing in the better but not destroyed when one doesn’t meet up.
Looking out for others, leaning an ear, lending a hand.
Praying and never giving up.
Letting your Spirit transform our minds from what made me hate or malicious, to love and love again.
“But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body.” 2 Corinthians 4:7-10 NIV
Will you listen to me speak.
But even louder than my words may you listen to our hearts.
Strengthening us along the way. Helping us bear each battle as we go.
“May the Lord deal with me, be it ever so severely if even death separates you and me.” – Ruth 1:17
You see the truth, you know our hearts through and though.
Listen to our cries, in sincerity whether or not we hide it in a tough exterior.
Build us up as we feel like everything has been torn apart in front of beneath us.
Thank you for giving me a friend.
You are our King.
You are most High.
You are Lord of all Lords.
But you teach me to respect and love those put in authority. To serve with my whole heart.
I’ll try to do my best.
If that’s all I do, let your love show.