I remember when I first layed eyes on you...

I wrote this mid summer, came back to make some edits, but this is it. Hope this inspires you!

I remember when you first laid eyes on me,

What that felt like

How I couldn’t move

How star struck I was, that you in all your might and splendour would know me by name

How captivated I was by your ideas and descriptions and how drawn I was to your presence...

But then, over time I grew numb and my goal became the blessing rather than the blesser

How I welcomed the fruit but rejected the pruning

Relished in the flesh rather than your Spirit

I became the idol of my own desires and left you to stay there

Alone

Waiting

Weeping

Hoping that I’d one day come back

That I’d look into your eyes long enough without turning away

That I’d face you, sit and just wait for you to come

You’re not my seasonal love your my every day, every hour, every second love,

This time I am yours,

And I don’t want you to have to share what you bought with your blood.

I

Just

Want

you.

Be more real than the air I breathe, more real than the daybreak,

I want you to transform me by your blood and fashion me to enter into the Holies of Holies and dwell there

Jesus, you are the prize!

The glory of God is the manifest presence of Jesus!

In you is the fullness of

Satisfaction, desire, completeness and life in abundance and

Anything else is meaningless,

Vanity upon vanity as they say…