Hebrews 9:11 ‘But when Christ arrived as the high priest of the bliss that was to be, he passed through the greater and more perfect tent which no hands had made…
Sunday, November 8, 2009
oh let me tell you let me tell you I am lovesick no other love is destined for my heart
oh let me tell you let me tell you I am lovesick no other love is destined for my heart
so come on ravish my heart oh God I need You to
Thursday, November 5, 2009
..come share Your secrets with me ..take me into the wild of nature ..the barren land of deep honey where the water moves with Your breath ..whisper Your raging love to my savage heart..
He wrote some of the most passionate real verse concerning love, passion, anger.. ..Life. This is one of my favourites. __________________________
All night I have slept with you next to the sea, on the island Wild and sweet you were between pleasure and sleep, between fire and water.
Perhaps very late our dreams joined at the top or at the bottom, up above like branches moved by a common wind, down below like red roots that touch.
Perhaps your dream drifted from mine and through the dark sea was seeking me as before, when you did not exist, when without sighting you I sailed by your side, and your eyes sought what now--- bread, wine,love and anger-- I heap upon you because you are the cup that was waiting for the gifts of my life.
I have slept with you all night long while the dark earth spins with the living and the dead, and on waking suddenly in the midst of the shadow my arm encircled your waist.
Neither night nor sleep could separate us.
I have slept with you and on waking, your mouth come from your dream, gave me the taste of earth, of sea water, of sea weed, of the depths of your life and I received your kiss moistened by the dawn as if it came to me from the sea that surrounds us.
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Toda la noche he dormido contigo junto al mar, en la isla. Salvaje y dulce eras entre el placer y el sueño, entre el fuego y el agua.
Tal vez muy tarde nuestros sueños se unieron en lo alto o en el fondo, arriba como ramas que un mismo viento mueve, abajo como rojas raíces que se tocan.
Tal vez tu sueño se separó del mío y por el mar oscuro me buscaba como antes cuando aún no existías, cuando sin divisarte navegué por tu lado, y tus ojos buscaban lo que ahora —pan, vino, amor y cólera— te doy a manos llenas porque tú eres la copa que esperaba los dones de mi vida.
He dormido contigo toda la noche mientras la oscura tierra gira con vivos y con muertos, y al despertar de pronto en medio de la sombra mi brazo rodeaba tu cintura. Ni la noche, ni el sueño pudieron separarnos.
He dormido contigo y al despertar tu boca salida de tu sueño me dio el sabor de tierra, de agua marina, de algas, del fondo de tu vida, y recibí tu beso mojado por la aurora como si me llegara del mar que nos rodea.
[ Pablo Neruda ] 'La Noche en la Isla' The Captain's Verses.1971
and as it washed over me, I realised so many things.. in the presence of God things really do become clear.
I realised there is still so much shame in my heart & so often I still feel like.. ..how can God stand to look at me, let lone run after me so passionately.. ..fight off the legions of hell.. for me?
and there is the part I don't get: Love & Grace. the real kind, not the human conditional kind.
I am dark yet lovely filthy yet loved dirty yet washed clean
and as these things rolled through my heart and mind I just cried and cried and was so thankful that I don't have to pay the price for my sins I am washed so clean, like new and on top of that I am so incredibly LOVED God is revealing grace and love to my heart anew.
so I'm choosing to move past the shame and despite it, to acknowledge His love and accept it a little more and crowd out all that ugly stuff so that His love has every part of me. one step at a time.
I feel like He has been singing this verse to me over and over for a while now.. to stop hiding from Him stop being ashamed to come before Him.
My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely ~ Song of Songs 2:14
in my life, the hardest thing for me to understand has been how much I am loved. sometimes I still feel like I need to do something to be worthy of His love and grace and time.. but like I heard on the weekend,
He loves me because He loves me because He loves me because He loves me because He loves me BECAUSE HE LOVES ME
thankfully.. He will never give up telling me just how much, until I get it.