I couldn't be happier, to just hang out with Jesus.
This trip has been awesome. The kids, moms, culture, country in itself.
But,
Jesus, has been blowing my mind.
I've always struggled with truely knowing Gods love for me.
Perhaps it stems from a deeper root of struggling with a "fathers love"
or the fact that I couldn't tangibly feel or see Him.
Either way, I've always seen God as a provider, a helper, a guide.
"best friend," or "Love of my life" wouldn't typically be how I would describe Him.
But over these past while, God has just been revealing to me how intimately He knows me, How uncomprehensible His love is for me, and How he desperately wants to be in a relationship with me.
No, not just a "teacher" relationship.
or a "man in the sky I ask for help" relationship.
an Intimate.
Personal.
Love.
relationship.
How He is hungry for me to know Him. For me to want to seek His face. To simply spend time alone with Him getting to know Him on a far deeper level.
I was listening to some secular country love song on my ipod... One I've listened to time and time again, and thought it was just cute. When all of a sudden it was like God was singing it directly to me... ( I know... That may sound incredibly cheesey....) But I'd never thought of God that way. That he could be so in love with me... Catch His breath when He looks at the beautiful creation of me, and want to spend eternity with me. It literally took me by surprise and I busrt into tears with the realization of His immense, passionate love for me.
I don't want to be shallow with Him anymore.
I yearn to be the blushing bride for a perfect bridegroom.
I want Him to show me the perfect plan He has for our life together.
Because more and more I'm realizing how I don't want to go a day with out Him,
And I don't care where I am, what I'm doing, who I'm with,
As long as I'm with Him, doing what he wants.
So thrilling to think that I don't have to worry about what to do with my life.
God wants me with Him,
and knows exactly where He wants us to be....
And I can't wait to see where that is.
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