A Drop Each Passing Second

Father,

I worship You tonight. You are for real. I may not physically see Your awesome greatness, Father, but You are the most heartfelt I’ve ever known. Though it feels like my heart is bleeding, a drop each passing second… but I know You are holding it. In such an extraordinary way of touching my emotions, I believe You are just simply shielding it from the fowler’s snare. The Scriptures in Your Holy Journal is the true meaning of everything which exists… Being right may not always be popular but it is better to rest in Your shadow than frolic in the way this world celebrates. Your Words in first John clearly depict the distinction of how humanity at this age perceive those whose hope depend on Your profound statements, but Your promises are steadfast, like iron steel beams, a colossal mountain, unshaken and resolute… Let me be like these mountains. I ask of You to give me an unswerving heart with unfaltering principles based on Your words alone. I will fall short, undoubtedly, of Your greatness… will always be unworthy of the most expensive blood shed voluntarily by Your Son Jesus Christ, nonetheless, I will stay by Your side. I admit that I don’t have enough strength to hold on to You, so Father God in Heaven, embrace me everlastingly.

My heart may be bleeding, in the emotional realm it casts a drop each second since last weekend… but if pain is the prize of being intimate with You, I can bleed forever. I love You now, yesterday… and will always choose to love You no matter what it would cost my heart and soul. This sorrow I feel tonight stabs my spirit, with that small needle slowly thrusting the surface, seeking to impair the stability I find in You, but Your Love is more than enough to defy any argument -- of seeking pleasure for my self.

Your lowly heart taught me to relinquish the rationale of embracing the gratifying pleasures existing around my life. What Jesus did on the cross is the ultimate example of an unselfish heart defying all convoluted judgments… I deeply hope eyes would see Your goodness… which is beyond words, unfathomable in every aspect… absolutely better than life…

I have dreams woven way back then… but Your plans will prevail. I submit to Your throne. You are my Master and most of all, the love of My Life. I don’t know how I came to this (years ago, with my old self, I would think this is too much, absurd and completely lame), all I can trace is the moment You opened by eyes to see Your holiness… that Wednesday morning when You accepted me as Your own child, someone of worst character, undeserving of anything good. But You first loved me, when I my self can not find reasons to. I owe my everything to You. You made everything splendidly beautiful in my life and in my world. You deserve all glory and praise.

To our love… Advance happy anniversary.

I am yours.