As promised, I want to let you know I see the Lord moving. Sometimes that’s just in my own life. While I was praying today, I reflected on God’s unfailingly strong love. Here are a few of my thoughts as I approached the throne of grace:
I remember that feeling of being in love, the feeling that no mundane task could cloud my disposition because there was a hope of love. A hope of something bigger than the monotony of daily living. A hope that couldn’t be thwarted because somewhere there was someone who loved me, who romanced me both in and out of his presence. And I loved him too. It’s pretty miraculous, when you thing about the way that two beings intermingle in the mutual affection of romance. If human love, broken and immature, can be this amazing–I can’t even imagine what the love of God is like. Let me be moved and lifted up by your love. Teach me how to love you, how to let my innermost being intermingle with yours in the mysterious light of the most intimate of loves. Teach me to dance with you.
Once upon a time, when I experienced human romance, life had this vibrant color to it that I haven’t experience before or since. What if the divine romance is grander, deeper, filled with life and color that we can’t even imagine?
Human romance, who needs it? Divine romance–let me know that love.
