He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

Yeah, He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves.


We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we are all sinking.
And Heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…

Love. I don't know much about the romantic kind of love, (still looking in that department.) I do know the love of a sister, brother, Mother, Father, Pastor, friend, neighbor, and stranger. The love I love the most, though is that of my Savior. He is the lover of my soul, you see.
He woos me and romances me so sweetly and tenderly, yet so powerfully and forcefully. He knows what I seek before I do. He knows what I need, and when I need it. Further more, He gives it to me. I am His treasure; He delights in me. I am LOVED. He takes care of me so well.
He knows my temper, and how easily I become indignant. He graciously gives me time to control myself before having to meet with my 'enemy.' He knows when I want time with Him..., and when I don't, but wants me anyway. He knows when I am ungracious and uncivil, yet He forgives me seventy times seven. He knows all this and more, yet He LOVES ME.
I could not think of such an undeserving one as I, but the fact remains He has chosen me, and claimed me. That makes me His, and Him mine. I would not pick me, but He has. I can do nothing to make Him love me, and nothing to make Him stop loving me. I am going to rest in that knowledge, friends. That's what I am going to do. I'm just going to stop worrying about what people think, and know that His love is enough.
"That's right he loves me." I'll say, "so do your worst." Haha, maybe I won't antagonize them. but that's the spirit I'll have. I got a little carried away there for a minute. Today I am thankful...

#32. That He loves ME.