PERFECT LOVE. Xx

Perfect Love casts out fear.

So to Love, I’ll forever draw near.

This is His glory.

Our greatest love story…

That He is love.

And love is…

Patient.

For the One who loves is of Day’s Ancient.

Love is Kind.

For the one, He leaves the 99 behind.

Love does not envy.

But sets its gaze upon what the eye cannot see.

Love does not boast.

Only of His Bountiful Host.

Love is not proud.

But His Humility is what is seen in a crowd.

Love does not dishonor others.

But lays down His life for the brothers.

Love is not self seeking.

Which is why His blood is still speaking.

Love is not easily angered.

Crying “Father forgive them” in mercy anchored.

Love keeps no record of wrongs.

But only in Him, grace upon grace belongs.

Love does not delight in evil.

But died to defeat what only wants to steal, destroy, and kill.

Love rejoices with The Truth.

He is the double edged sword that victoriously slays that slithering sleuth.

Love always protects.

He is The Shield around you in all respects.

Love always trusts.

He remains faithful, when all around us combusts.

Love always hopes.

In every moment with us, He more than just copes.

Love always perseveres.

Longing to forever wipe your tears.

Love never fails.

For in His hands + feet, He wore our nails.

Love is perfect.

For He is the Lamb without blemish or defect.

Love is...

Just who He is.

And even now in perfection, His love is only in part.

But this is the way He chooses to show us His heart.

He does so to draw us in to long for Him in full,

And to show His love can never grow dull.

So look in the mirror + wait for that glorious day.

For to Him, through Jesus, He has already made a way.

It’s coming soon, can’t you feel it?

The return of passion that will never quit.

Yet is already here, always fresh + new,

It’s nothing we can earn or say or do.

His kingdom has come.

His will already being done.

All because He came to earth,

In a lowly, humble virgin birth.

To carry our cross to Calvary Hill,

Every prophecy He came to fulfill.

Whipped, bruised, beaten,

Wounded because of the apple we had eaten.

Accused + rejected,

So in Him we could be perfected.

Like a lamb to the slaughter,

He went for His sons + daughters.

On the cross He stayed,

So the debt would be paid.

As He breathed His last,

So went away your past.

“It is finished,” He cried.

It was for our victory + freedom that He died.

From top to bottom, the veil was torn.

So in His glory, love, and presence, you can now sit adorn.

It was then for the last time, darkness hovered.

Now forevermore His blood has covered.

He satisfied God's wrath as He took our cup,

So now we can look up...

And see that precious morning came,

Now nothing will ever be the same.

The stone was rolled away.

On the third day He rose to say…

“Life is yours in Me forever.

Because of what I’ve done, what we now have no one can sever.”

He is Risen indeed.

In His resurrection, life with Him is now guaranteed.

He seals us with the gift of His Holy Spirit,

Whispering, "I am always with you," can't you hear it?

So look into those eyes of fire.

See for you, His deepest desire.

Oh how He loves you.

It couldn’t be more true.

Does your heart not burn within you?

Does His love not draw you to love Him too?

He loved us first.

Even in our worst.

Just so we could love Him too.

So that is what we will do.

Who is this man? Oh He is Love.

Come + receive what is only from above.

Yet came down to meet you.

In such a way you could never undo.

Between you + Love, now nothing can separate.

Because for you, God chose Him to bear every weight.

So with Love Himself, I never have to be afraid.

For in every fear - perfect love is now made.

It’s just who You are Jesus.

The One + Only who frees us.

Nothing I could earn, nothing I can deserve,

All because you came not to be served but to serve.

Perfect Love will always + forever be…

You and how you have so perfectly loved… me.