Have you ever found the English language lacking before? Like it just wasn’t deep enough for what you were talking about?
As I was trying to describe how I felt about God, I found the word “love” wasn’t enough. It was incomplete. So I decided to specify—with poetry, of course!
The Love I Feel For God
The love I feel for God is a reverent fear, a tree trembling in the thunderous storm. The lightning strikes and the thunder roars out, and I am awestruck.
The love I feel for God is an insatiable thirst, a flower desperately yearning for the rain. The showers come gently, and I rejoice, praising God.
The love I feel for God is a humble awe, a child watching the stars in their infinite galaxies. The planets continue to orbit and the sun continues to shine, and I am enthralled.
The love I feel for God is a desperate need, a baby clinging to its mother. The mother nurtures and loves, and I am beholden and filled with adoring devotion.
The love I feel for God is a longing desire, an ache of desperate want to see His face. The ocean crashes and the wind blasts, and I glimpse His glory.
The love I feel for God is a tingling thrill, a child bursting with a radiant secret that can’t be kept. The secret comes spilling out, and I dance with joy.
The love I feel for God is a rush of warmth. Of anticipation. Of gratitude. Of complete and utter dependence. I cannot live without Him. If I could choose to, I would not. I need Him. I want Him.
I love Him, because He first loved me.
Have a valiant and venturous week!