You look in the mirror. "Gross," you think to yourself, "He is going to think I am such a slob, when He sees me like this." You grab your keys; you grab your things. With your shoes in one hand and car keys in the other, you dash into your car in a frenzy. You're late. As you drive your mind starts to wonder. You picture what His loving embrace will feel like. You picture His soft cloudy eyes and warm gently smile. Despite the fact that you are wearing a big t-shirt and no trace of makeup, you know he will embrace you just the same as if you were wearing diamonds and rubies. His love is unconditional. You cannot contain the joy within you. You cannot wait to tell him about the day you had. Your exciting news, mixed with the smell of his shirt, and the taste of the coffee shop make you leap with glee. You are utterly sold on His love. Imagining a life without His love is void.
You are ardently in love with Him.
If this were you in the story wouldn't you be so happy to be loved by this man?
Personally, I know the desire to be loved far too well. Even yet, I have so much love inside of me that I just want to love something. Give me a puppy because I need to hold something and unleash my love upon. I have moments, where I feel the love swell inside my body so violently, that I dream of loving someone for the rest of my life. Loving people is one of the things I enjoy most.
When I get married, I know I will have moments where I will just stand openly staring at him. Amazed that I get to love him for the rest of my own eternity on earth.
[Here comes the Christian life application....ready?]
Girls, You are that frantic, frazzled, messy, dreaming, and lovely girl in the story. The man is? Your own Jesus. We know that Jesus does not look on the outward appearance, but to the heart. When the women in the story looks at herself in the mirror she is not looking at her outward appearance. She is looking at her heart, at her sin. She knows when she goes to meet Jesus at the coffee shop, all her ugly and black sin will be exposed.
||Accepted despite the sin||
When given a letter, I find that my mind memorizes it automatically. The sweet words, their personality showing in the print, and the way their sweet words uplift me. Getting letters and notes are, in fact, apart of my love language. We have already been given a letter of undying affection and delight. The bible. It should be wrinkled from reading. I find that my heart automatically memorized it because of my eyes gazing upon it time and time again. He delights in me and I in Him. When I unleash my love upon His people I find ultimate satisfaction.
He loves us more than human flesh could ever desire. Rush to Him more than you would any human being, that would only bring you temporary satisfaction and security.
Coffee with the King. This is what I desire. He ardently loves me and I Him.
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