Over the past 6 months, Jesus has been teaching me about love. He’s been teaching me that He wants my wholehearted affection. He’s been showing me that no love I could ever know will ever come close to His love for me: that He loves me deeper and wider and more fully than I could ever taste or imagine. And He’s teaching me that heartache is good soil for knowing His love.

I keep being reminded that we only get this life to struggle. To experience pain. To learn forgiveness. The next life will be endless days of ceaseless praise that are founded on what Jesus did in this life. That He came, and suffered, and died and did it all for the sake of love. That we get to share both in His sufferings in this life and in His joys in the next is a truth so wonderful that if we fully understood it we’d embrace each day with praise and thanksgiving. I’m learning that it’s IN the pain that we see His love. We begin to understand what He did for us, and we catch a glimpse of how deeply He must really love us to have done it.

I’m learning to be undone by what He has done for me. By how much He loves me. And I’m learning that He did it all because He wants me.

He keeps showing me that He wants me affection and attention. He keeps beckoning me to spend time in His presence and to pour out my love for Him.

That’s what I’ve been learning: to pour out my love for Him in new and precious ways, to let Him have my heart more than any other, and to let His love be the only thing that I live for.

He is. He is why I breathe.

So, one of the new ways I’m learning to give Him my love and affection is through poetry. I used to write poems as a child, but then stopped in favour of writing songs or letters. I’m now doing all three.

Jesus consistently reminds me that the things He shows me and does in me are supposed to be shared. So, this is that. Me sharing my love for Jesus and His for me with whoever reads this in the belief that, through it, He’ll overwhelm you with His love also and show you that He’s working every part of your story for your good and His glory as you love Him.

His love is better and stronger than you know.

Take Hold of Your Love

I'll curl myself up in Your chest
I'll feel the kindness of Your heartbeat
I'll believe that You know what's best
And I'll let You have my love


I'll come to You and learn to rest
I'll learn that You've never known defeat
I'll lay my head against Your breast
And I'll take hold of Your love

Sweet, Sweet love

Let this my greatest desire be
 To be wholly pure and pleasing to Thee
  Pride, vanity, selfishness: rid me of these
And be the only One I strive to please

Let me give You all my affection
All of my hope and all my devotion 
Let me seek only that which is from above
And for You be consumed in sweet, sweet love.

My Hope.

When they said it was lost.
And I said it was good.
It was You.
It was always You.

When I lost my way.
And You brought me back.
It was You.
It was always You.

When they say all hope is gone.
And I say this story's undone.
It's You.
It's always been You.

My reason for hoping
My strength and my song
It's You.
Its always been You.

Psalm 121:2 Hebrews 12:2 Romans 5:3 Revelations 5:8 Psalm 126:5 John 3:16 Philippians 1:5