As I move forward in this life pursuing intimacy with the Lord, it never begins to feel old. For when a time comes when He brings up a familiar spiritual memory, it comes encased in the sweetest nostalgia that has me dancing upon those pages in renewed affection. Adored by the memory of His care for me, I find myself refreshed in the revelation of such love. I wonder how the disciples felt when they would recount the moments of revelatory intimacy found in their walk with Christ. Did it compel and embolden them afresh at the memory of such sweet embrace?
I find that what most inspires me to love passionately is fueled by the overwhelming and extravagant love He showers over me. Although I have yet to be knocking at the doors of marriage, I wonder if it is birthed from the same place–that when you walk this life with your spouse, you are meant to keep falling in love with them over and over again.
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