Dedicated to God my King & Father forever, and to Christine Lenia, who’s been an encouraging and comforting light in my heart.
I understand why some people are so afraid of true love.
For true love is sacrifice, it is death to self, complete vulnerability and eternal commitment of the spirit, body and soul.
The physical equivalent would be to take out one’s heart.
It would be to open one’s shirt, revealing one’s chest, and take out your glowing, pumping, delicate life source, and offering it to a deeply beloved.
It would be to step back, not move and only watch what your loved one does with your fragile heart.
Whether they accept it by engulfing your heart in their arms, allowing your soul to seep into their skin forever, or throw it to the ground and trample on it—the equivalent of fiercely stabbing you in the chest with a double-edged sword—it is up to them.
Or worse yet, they cannot respond, not even allowing you the rest of death.
They can simply walk away, suffocating your heart, leaving it ice cold gasping for air and the warmth of running blood.
If this happen dear one give your heart to God.
Let His heart become one with yours.
In the healing, blazing yet gauzy light of His Spirit your ears will fill with the holy deep drumming sound of His heartbeat.
The river waters of His soul will be sweet to your tongue and softer than lavender oil on your skin.
You will forever live in the fragrant hands of a God whose eyes are warmer than cinnamon.
He will secure your spirit in His.
He will embrace you as a father forever.
~This small excerpt was taken from my book Visions of Celestial Love.
