I can’t begin to imagine a love like this that has eyes to see me, hands to hold me, and arms to wrap around me. A love that’s as deep as ones soul. As fragile as one’s heart. As faithful as Love is. This love awaits me as Jesus does, at my door, knocking like the pounds of my heartbeat do… a love that u can’t begin to makeup in ur mind but it presents itself to you – youthful, pounding, and Child-like. one where you fall and get back up. It’s not defeated or questioned, simply presented and waiting for you… with a faith that has your eyes are on what is true, what could go right, and remind you that God’s works all things out. It’s scary, but it’s active, it’s living, it’s operating. The Word Of God presents itself to us in such a way, discerning to the depths of our hearts and beings. Yet, such a thing as how does your heart know… Our Maker has ordained a path which looks so unknown, that promises it will lead into prosperity and plans for the which you’d hoped… was He not the original one on the right side who helped write all our stories all along, The Word, that upholds it all. When you and I come together, something that requires faith and not sight, hope and remember, You are His greatest delight.. i see brokenness – you see something beautiful, you see clear and i cant think straight, take the lead and I’ll follow you. Oh sweet Grace… it’s me and You, Face to Face, now is the time… By His Grace.