In this part of God's Country, Abba is speaking to the church about His son's passionate, pure romance with each earthly fiancee for whom He suffered so unspeakably. That may be you. It's definately me.
And what sort of Princess Bride am I you wonder? Well, frankly, if Jesus were to reveal our courtship these past four seasons,it would be fair to say that I daily left Him standing at the altar.
Sadly, remorsefully, I have become aware that I devoted so much time and energy to one magical earthly courtship that I sorely neglected My First True Love. And now that earthly courtship has vanished . . . like a jetstream across a summer sky. There is not so much as a trace of it left, and this leaves me stunned and speechless still.
Who is there to disolve lumps of woe from my throat? Who restores the crushed coronaries of my heart? Who strengthens me for my weekly work with Heavenly Joy and loans me moment to moment a Holy Tenderness I do not feel to continue to pray for the one who is gone?
Who but my Perfect Prince would desire this fickle fiancee?
Rarely do I endorse a specific item that displays on on my blog store; but I have intentionally placed an image of the book that God used to open my eyes to the truth of how I was handling my desire for a mate. It's humbling to realize that these two young people ~ half my age ~ have twice my wisdom about how to express true faith in this area. I read this little gem in one night and then tucked a note from Mom inside and gave it to my 18 year old son who discovered young women last year. How I pray he has the wisdom to read it, own it, use it. And then I pray he will give it to his older sisters. Beg, borrow, or -- always better -- BUY this for yourself today as a gift. See if you have the faith to surrender this one choice that will mean the whole world of difference for every other meaningful choice across your life line. Dearest Jesus, How I wish I had.
