What Love Looks Like To Me

What does love look like? It looks like taking a chance, risking your heart, and choosing to give of yourself. It looks like Matt & me, of course.

One year ago...

What does love look like? What does the bush experience when it is being consumed by the fire? How does it feel to walk on water? To raise the dead? Heal the sick? To be poured out and yet never run dry? Just how much of Christ can we give? Will we run out? Will we go lacking? Will the storehouses of Heaven be emptied if we love too much? Can we love too much? WHAT DOES LOVE LOOK LIKE?

I want to know.

I want to love until I am at the end of me and He begins and then I want to see what His love can do.

I want to live without boundaries, fears, insecurities, and hesitation.

I want to be so well loved that what you mistake for me is really my Lover because we are never apart.

I want to come out of the wilderness leaning on my Lover and start living life from that perspective. Totally recumbent on a Love that will not and cannot fail.

I want to live from the position of the Beloved of God. I want to know what it feels like to sit under an unfailing banner and recline on my Husband's breast and from THAT PLACE, while He and I are laughing into each others' eyes, I want to turn and invite EVERYONE to join us.

I want to never leave the bedchamber. I want to wear the flush of passion and stay pregnant with the evidence of my marriage. I want Christ to birth in me and through me His Life for the world to behold.

I don't want to touch people for Jesus. I want to touch Jesus and let people see.

I don't have a work to do; I am the evidence of Jesus' Finished Work and He wants to show me off. Not because of my goodness, faithfulness, or love. Because of His.

What does love look like? I don't know. But I think we are going to find out. Matthew and I are going to find out. WE ARE THE BELOVED OF GOD....