Isaiah 62:4 No longer will they call you Deserted, or name your land Desolate. But you will be called Hephzibah,and your land Beulah; for the Lord will take delight in you, and your land will be married. As a young man marries a young woman, so will your Builder marry you; as a bridegroom rejoices over […]
My Love, I am cleaning you, wiping the smears off. So when people and conversations revisit those old ways, return to those old names, you feel the smearing happen and you notice it in contrast to My cleaning. But I am saying ‘No more’ to all of that for you and I am drawing a
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Feast “I am my Beloveds and His desire is towards me” – Song of Solomon 7:10 “You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies” – Psalm 23:5 “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life” – John 6:68 I was made for this. To know
“…but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat from it you will certainly die.” Genesis 2:17 You can still feel it. How things were meant to be. There are moments that you unfurl and soften, enjoying the ease in your body, the peace in
Do you really want to settle? Don’t you want to run with Me? To stretch your heart and soul beyond the here and now, to where I am calling you, to where I created you to be; hind feet in high places. You can feel the draw to something bigger, bolder, like vibrations pulsing through
Goodness…He knows how we always wrestle…how we remember and long for Him as a deeply buried but constantly held memory of how we began, how we were created to be: one and in total peace and harmony with Him, no separation, no divide, held in continual, unbroken Love with Him. But there’s so much noise
No matter what, I return to You. Like the waves returning to the shore, like water to the ground, I always return to You. Like a small child who knows the safety of the arms in which she is held, I come running for You. Because You show up every time. Every time. In pain,
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Ok, so let’s be real. I’m a grown-ass woman. I have desires. And this unexpected time of living like a eunuch is not ideal. There are days it’s ok. But other times, the ache and the longing interrupts forcibly. It’s two things: first, a basic desire for sexual intimacy. I could write about that in
Just Stay Close: Don’t run, don’t hide. I don’t know about you, but I have had a frequent sense that I can only come into God’s presence if I am ‘clean’, if I’m behaving well. Or at least, I need to be prepared and ready to do a behavioural turnaround, if I’m going to brave
Morning. It’s 4.50 am. The sting of disappointment is sharp this morning, a sleep thief. If you, too, are a single one searching for love, then this disappointment, and the desire to be loved, wanted, longed for even, maybe archly familiar to you too. The longing to be loved is strong, universal even. Songs and