Have you ever experienced perfect love? As women, I think we have in our minds what it would be like to be perfectly loved. We imagine soft strokes of our hair, tender kisses on our face, being held tightly, and so much more. The relationship we look for is undying, safety, provision, and security. We can close our eyes and imagine how our hearts could be perfectly loved and when we open our eyes reality is in front of us. Our husbands can not be all those things all the time. What if I told you that there is One who does love you in such a way, all the time, and who is ready with open arms to be all that your heart needs. During prayer today I was overwhelmed with love of Jesus. I always ask the Spirit to teach me. I feel as though as I am approaching 40 and having been in church my entire life, I am finally allowing God to unravel all the things that are not true, that are not of Him, that are religious in nature and not about a relationship. New terminology is entering my life, my prayers are more passionate, my hope and faith are now found in Him and not others. So much about my spiritual walk is morphing into a dance with Jesus. During prayer today I saw, in my minds eye, a girl kneeling in her prayer closet, face covered by her hands, bowing before the Lord in fervent prayer. I asked for clarity and I was suddenly looking over this girl in my own prayer closet. That girl was me. Like so many times during prayer my body language is that I'm trying to squeeze out answers, to put pressure on God to answer prayers, to just sit in a fetal state and rock with expectation. It's tiring. Exhausting sometimes. Then, something different happened. In my vision I stood up and dressed in white (yes, white because if you know me you know I own nothing white) and I began to twirl. Arms open wide, like the wings of an eagle, and I danced. My body freely moving and spinning. Like when I was a little girl and would spin and spin but always just before losing control I would stop. Only this time, I was losing control and suddenly I was swing with arms out and holding my hands were the hands of Jesus. We were yoked together and all I could see clearly was his face. Everything around me was spinning as we danced. I lost all control and let Him lead. I didn't fall, I didn't land. I just enjoyed His presence, His control, His enjoyment of being with me. Then when it all stopped. He pulled me close and kissed my face. I am His and He is mine. In tears I thanked Him, I thanked God and I thanked the Holy Spirit for showing me this kind of love. I have NEVER seen Jesus as loving me this way. While God is my Daddy God, my Abba, and so much more, I am a bride of Christ. He loves me perfectly, just the way I am. I was overwhelmed by this realization. I have loved Him for what he did for me on the cross but it wasn't until today that I felt His love wash over me the way He intended it to be. As I rose up from prayer, all I wanted to do was share this with others, uninhibited and purely sincere. Sisters! We are loved! We are loved beyond an earthly love or feeling. We are cherished down to our very being, our soul; and our Savior wants nothing more than to dance with us. Let Him take control. Become yoked to Him and forget about what the world would have you do. Let Him take control of this dance in this life's journey; be led by Him. Keep your eyes on the One that loves you. He is calling us to Him. Jesus Loves Me
Chris Tomlin Lyrics I was lost I was in chains The world had a hold of me My heart was a stone I was covered in shame When He came for me I couldn't run, couldn't run from His presence I couldn't run, couldn't run from His arms Jesus, He loves me, He loves me, He is for me Jesus, how can it be, He loves me, He is for me And it was a fire Deep in my soul I'll never be the same I stepped out of the dark And into the light When He called my name I couldn't run, couldn't run from His presence I couldn't run, couldn't run from His arms Jesus, He loves me, He loves me, He is for me Jesus, how can it be, He loves me, He is for me He holds the stars and He holds my heart With healing hands that bear the scars The rugged cross where He died for me My only hope, my everything Jesus, He loves me He loves me, oh Jesus, how can it be, He loves me, He is for me He loves me (He loves me, He loves me) He is for me (He loves me, He loves me) My God it's amazing oh Jesus loves me Songwriters: Christopher Tomlin
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