Shyly
I wasn't sure how I felt when you showed up and took me away before I had even showered. You where as playful as a boy, “Come on it doesn't matter” grinning at me as if you had some surprise.
Walking beside only you almost felt awkward but I loved it all the same. I saw a hopscotch grid on the sidewalk. I wanted to play but was too shy to ask, knowing you would have.
I had never been to that park before; I think that was part of the plan.
We stood on the bridge for a long time. You talked to me about love and life. You talked with me about my disappointments, my loss, my emptiness. You spoke to me about my heart; I was astonished by your gentleness. You only scratched the surface of my shame and of your love for me.
You love me. I am amazed because in a way, I didn't know that before. I mean I had of heard it but when you told me that you don't lecture, criticize, or look down on me for the wrong I do but extend a hand that is full of grace I was overwhelmed and almost did not believe you. I have to admit that even now I cannot capture the implications of your love. It just seems to good to be true.
We walked along the cement path, surrounded by wild flowers. It was as if you had decorated and then in your excitement you came and brought me to see.
The song that was sung I could not repeat for it was too beautiful. I wanted to dance as we walked along, but again I was too shy. So we walked hand in hand, silenced by the song surrounding us.
You did not need to speak with words, all you are captured my fragile heart as you breathed into my soul, “You can trust me.” I think I believe you, and I want to believe you. With all my heart I hope it’s true, cuz I think I want to dance this dance with you Jesus.
"You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free"
-Tom Petty
posted by Christa @ 10:40 AM
2 Comments:
WOW!!
I Miss You!! I Love your heart and who you are!
You can Call me Al.
Christa... I understand the amazedness and difficulty in believing of God's love for us... It is like everytime he tells me, or someone reminds me... I have to shake my head and say... really? This fog of doubt that surrounds me is shaken for a minute, but then usually comes to rest once more and I go on my merry way once again seemingly oblivious to his awesome love... and GRACE! if only i could grasp it! how different would my life look?
I love you Christa
He loves you..
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