.Wednesday, September 12, 2007 ; 8:37 PM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.
She is lovely but no one tells her that
She is smart but people take no notice of that
She is a blossoming flower but is placed at the sideway, ignored.
She is trying her best, to meet the expectation of her elders
She is striving, fixing her gaze intently on the top of the mountain
She is happy outwardly, but inwardly, her heart is like a raging storm
threaten to destroy even herself
Self-destruction, sabotage, self-imposed barriers and wounds
Who is there to save her, calm the raging storm within.
Momentary peace comes and goes
How fleeting it is
He has been watching her for eternity
He knows her hurt, her insecurity, her wounds
He appreciates her hidden beauty, her intelligence, her everything
He accepts all her flaws
He is waiting, with hands outstretched
waiting for her to notice Him
to turn to Him for assurance
For an everlasting love
He whispers words of love into her ears
No she doesn't hear them. He still does, relentlessly
"Look to me My Love"
"I am your rest, I am your salvation, I am you hope, I am your future"
"Come to Me you who are heavy laden and I'll give you rest"
"I have loved you with My life"
"Look at the sunrises and sunsets, the beautiful flowers"
" Listen to the whisper of the wind, the laughter of the wave"
"These are My sweet words of Love for you, only you"
"men despise you, saying you are not good enough"
"I, Jesus Christ, accept you for who you are. You are My crown of creation"
"I am here, call out to Me and I will answer you"
