"And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know that this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all fullness of God." --Ephesians 4:16-19
You can't be rooted in love if you do not know Love. When I forget Love, it is when I become the most irrational. Love has dressed me in the finest clothes, gifted me with a perfect plan, a perfect option that is not really an option, yet He presents it to me as so because He loves me. Love loves me. Love holds me. And when I struggle to get away, when I think I am getting some ground of own, I fall the hardest. It's like a three-legged race. I run and run, trying to get ahead, but because He is behind me, moving in His time, the perfect time, I fall back. He remains stable because it is His nature.
But I forgot who Love is and what love is. It's not about words, about touch, about emotion. It is quiet. It is a quiet, simple thing rather than a whirlwind of chaos.
So this is not love. Briefly, it was. But them you saw me.
Never again.
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
Love is Old, Love is New; Love is All, Love is You.
Posted by Amanda at 6:12 AM
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Did you write this after reading Oswald Chambers? When I was reading yesterdays first couple sentences it made me think of this. :)
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