The sum of all my days is to love Him…

I love Jesus. He’s so beautiful and romantic… and such a Lover. He cuts right to the heart of me - it’s all terribly cheesy when I get down to the core of it all. I was talking to a couple girlfriends about how I absolutely LOVE it when Godly people are joined in the beautiful covenant-union known as marriage. It’s such a precious thing to see true Jesus-lovers running the race of life together - in submission to Christ, in submission to each other - in ardent LOVE for the Father, in self-sacrificing love for each other… It’s beautiful. Then it got me thinking to how AWESOME it will be to be married to Jesus. I think that statement freaks people out sometimes because they don’t want to look at Jesus like a Lover because the connotations that come along with that word are sometimes perverse and twisted by the world… but He is a LOVER and He loves us with a covenant love that cannot and will not be broken - with a love that is VERY MUCH along the same lines as the love that exudes out of a Godly marriage. We, the Body of Christ, are His bride.

So I was saying tonight to one of my lovely Jonathan-David type friends that I just want this anxious betrothal stage between me and Jesus to be over… I cannot wait for that moment when He will sweep me away, as only He can truly do, and take me into the tabernacle of my Abba and present me before Him and let me bask in the GLORY of it all. The really cool thing in all of this, probably the best thing in all of this, is that He longs for that day even more than I do…

I am filled with such LONGING and desperation just to be near Him. That’s the prize, that’s the reward - being near Him, being FILLED to the bursting with His Spirit, entering into His chambers, falling flat on your face before Him and yelling with reckless abandon, HOLY HOLY HOLY and then daring to steal another glance at His beauty and falling flat on your face all over again. I want to meet my Husband. I want to see Him face-to-face. I want His name as my own. I want His seal to be burned and ENGRAVED upon the secret places of my heart. Oh to know such a LOVER as He intended for us to know Him. My heart beats for this… my heart POUNDS with a desperation to bask in His glory, to lay in His arms.

Sweep me away sweet Jesus.