A Royal Wedding Arranged In Heaven

My Little Love Letter of Thanksgiving

To the Lover of My Soul, My Rose of Sharron

Abba, Jesus, Holy Spirit

My Lover. I have an unquenchable thirst for you. Your thoughts, your heart, your ways. I marvel at your excellence and integrity. I love our secret place, I love how it is always new. How I become unraveled before you and you have seen it all, my tears, my anger, my pain, my stumped laughter, my desire, my peace, my rest, every part of me. You call me beautiful. When I sleep you watch over me in the star lite sky. My favorite hour is the darkest hour before dawn before you command the sun to touch the dirt. When it seems the whole world is asleep except me and you. I run into you.

I desire to be yours and fully yours. At times I detest my flesh, and my sin separates us. All I want to do is be close to you. I can feel the weight of my sin. I wish it was not there. I pray that I become how you truly made me. Someday, I will smile at you and this space will no longer exist between us this body of death. I know you have a special spot for us in heaven. I don't need a house, just a beautiful tree that you shade under with me. Maybe with a view that never ends full of all your beautiful creations plants, flowers, butterflies, water, sky, sun, stars.

I want to be your pure bride your beloved forever. I wake and my heart searches for you to make sure you are still right there. Before I fall asleep my eyes weep because I hunger to be closer to you. You must be my everything. You have my heart and my heart is faint without you. Where you are is where life begins and ends. Nothing compares to you, my beloved. I cannot stand to be far away from you, I get very heartsick. My soul aches lost and hungry. An ache nothing soothes. You are the answer to my distress. You are the answer to everything. All my supplications simply equate to I love you and really miss you, I need, and I WANT you.

To come away from your presence leaves me counting the minutes until I can run right back to you. Oh, how I love you. Like King David said as the deer pants for water so my soul pants for you. You are pure perfection, radiance, beauty. The songs you write for me, your music is divine. You gift me back my innocence and your memories of me made before I was born.

How you know every detail, everything about me. You tell me the secrets of my soul. You actually know me better than I. When I am lost you never are. How you honor the curves and odd sorts of me. How you just know how to speak to my heart. You know what makes my heart smile. How I love lilies and roses, in a special kind of way. I must have laid in them in heaven before the foundation of the world before I passed into time. I must have tended them for you in the Kingdom. How the beauty and fragrance found in your flowers is royally majestic to me. How you honor that. How you send me gifts love notes everywhere my feet touch. Just to see me smile. You delight in me and I in you.

I desire to relentlessly give you more of me until there is none of me left and just you. A fire for you. I will admit sometimes our relationship causes me some great distress your conviction breaks my heart. I live to please you.

At times I confess I feel like I'm always failing. The lover who is always screwing up. You continue to teach me failure is indeed growth. But you my Lord are so breathtakingly perfect, in all the ways you love me. In all your ways.

I'm the clumsy fragile one of us two. I feel my fragility. I'm the beloved who spills the mustard on their shirt a lot!! But you my dearest beloved no defect can be found in you, none. Your statutes are perfect. Your love overwhelms every part of me. I'm alive when you breathe, your breath giving me life and keeping the darkness away.

My only desire is to reflect your light back to you. The gracious mercy and love you have shown me all the days of my life I am forever grateful. I just want you more.

How you sing over me. All the sides of your love your glory. My Abba, Jesus, Precious Holy Spirit.

My healer. Great Redeemer. When I am afraid to show parts of me, your loves comes in like a mighty flame melting my heart. You lend me your courage and I’m able to expose the depths of my soul. I am able to show you the most horrid broken places and wounds. Your touch is kind, gentle and loving. As you remove the old bandages safely opening my wounds, you hold my hand firmly and catch each and all my tears.

You bless me with Your Holy oil and put me back together. You wrap me in silk and nurse me back to life. Restoring every part of me. You never turn away. You look deep in my eyes unshakable, confident knowing you chose me. You smile delightedly ready and always willing to go deeper.

My mighty warrior. Oh, how you save me! How you always come for me. No matter where I am. You will cross the universe and shutdown hades on my behalf. How when my heart screams for you even if I cannot make the words you hear me and you come. Your love shows itself strong, and you know my name. I am yours and I know it when you grab me from the fire. When you show me the way around the muddy waters. When you send your chariots to escort me to safety. How you unleash heaven on my behalf.

You're always on time even when it seems like I've run out of time. I have seen your mighty arm smash through the earth for me. Your strength makes me tremble. Furious and jealous. I know whose I am. Even if the only exit is for us to smash through a window, we go through together and you hold me tightly. We take risks together. We jump.

You walk through fire for me. How blessed I am to experience the power of your mercy and grace. My mighty warrior. How I trust you I can lean on you fully assured. I am the little girl in the blue dress who walks in the shadow of the Lion of Judah. The little girl who puts flowers in your glorious mane. How you fight my battles. You make me unafraid.

My faithful friend. How you care about every single detail of me and this life of ours. Nothing is too small or too big. I tell you everything. I can tell you all my secrets, and you can tell me all of yours. How we laugh and dance together. Sometimes we dance with smiles and other times you are holding me up while my feet are on top of yours and I am in tears. Even if I cannot stand up you hold me up. You sway me in my tears and we dance together.

You always know how to cheer me up. Our hearts break together. Nothing can separate us. How we know the sound of each other's tears and we sing to comfort each other.

My Teacher counselor. How you make a good student out of me. You know the right way to speak to me and help me to learn. To learn your precepts. You lavish me with understanding, wisdom, and knowledge. You never make me feel stupid, or unworthy. Kindness is your touch, and reward is your nature.

You have so much grace for my weaknesses. I am able to scale a wall and you give me the courage to fly. To ascend higher and higher with you. Ready to dance in the air like the angels.

My home. My comforter and strength. I never have the right words to describe you. The best I can do is to say you're my home. My essence and reason to live and to die. If you were to leave me it would be the cruelest of miseries. Forever is not long enough.

I live to count the beats of your heart. As our hearts beat as one. I feel safe and I can rest because I know you are with me. How you counsel me.

My Sovereign King. The very excellence of you makes me joyously get on my knees and sing in your presence. Your thoughts, your ways. Everything you do is beautiful. My King of justice and peace. Nothing is missed. How you show me character what real Godly character is. Your forgiveness. Your mercy. That when we ask for forgiveness you never refuse. No matter how many times I fail. Faithful until the end.

Nothing is complicated for you. How you are not cheap and how you do everything extravagantly. I get lost in the detail you put into the smallest of affairs things as simple as garments, and a cup. How when you do something it is divine. You know how to throw a celebration. I marvel at the works of your hands. I cannot wait to wear the garment you have prepared for me when I walk through those heavenly gates into your arms.

I could write forever of the endless love you have gifted me. Saying thank you does not even suffice. No human word is good enough.

My very end and beginning are found in you. Abba, Jesus, Holy Spirit I belong to you.

For the director of music. A maskil of the Sons of Korah.

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God.

Psalm 42:1 (NIV)

Your little dove forever.