Sweet

Sometimes I forget that I'm involved in a divine romance.

A romance that started at the beginning of time when He knew that I would exist, would know my personal quirks, the things I do that cause others to cock eyebrows, the things that bring me to tears, my passions.

And this same Lover who has seen me since I was born, a squalling baby, has pursued me ever since.

Isn't it crazy that Someone so big, so self-sufficient, so... everything... wants to know me? Wants to know you?

And I'm finding that the sweetness of being in His presence is something that demands the disintegration of legality.

When He calls, I want to go.

And this evening, He beckoned me with a sunset.

This guy, He knows that I have a thing for sunsets. For splashes of orange and bands of purple, for swirled colours dancing across a huge sky.

So I grabbed my prayer stuff and other things and went to sit with Him on the trampoline out back.

And we watched the sunset, me and Him. My thoughts came out, and there was just... sweetness. I don't know how to explain it and there's that part of me that tries to strangle it because it's so desperate for it not to disappear.

Everyday, He waits.... wanting to sweep me away.

The question is... will I let Him?