My Cross, My Beloved

Here I stand.

You are calling to me. I cannot stand still any longer.

I am in love with You,” I say, gazing up into the starry expanse where the hidden glory of the Lord rests so beautifully. “You consume me, and I cannot be without You.” Lying at my feet is my cross. Gathering it upon my shoulders, I stumble forward. “So heavy Lord! How can I ever make it?

A melodious voice whispers in my spirit, “Come to Me all who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” I sigh in contentment as my Beloved speaks whispers of life to my weary soul. “Come to Me,” the Voice murmurs.. With everything that was in me, I shouldered my courage, and my cross.

“Yes Lord, I will seek Your face.” I stepped forward into the dark expanse before me, setting my gaze upon a faint light in the distance. Yet, behold, the burden had lightened! A sensation settled upon my back, as if an invisible hand had touched me. Peace flowed through my spirit, and I knew in that moment, that my Savior was sharing my burden.

Forward we walked. Leaving behind the world I knew, each step breaking the many strings in my heart that kept tied to the world. Yet with each break—a new sensation arose. Those places in my heart were being replaced by a love so True, so Magnificent, and so Overwhelming. The part of me that yearned for the world fought with all that it had to pull me back to its sleepy domain, but my spirit determined to prevail. For I had heard the call of my Savior, my Creator. He has unlocked the life within my heart, and now will not be satisfied with anything less than His embrace.

I reach the boundary between the shadows and Eternity. The path has ended, and before me lies a cliff enfolding into deep darkness. The Voice speaks again, “How far would you go to seek My face? Do you trust Me?

And in that moment, I knew. He is everything. Nothing would keep me from Him any longer. The last of my cords snapped in that moment, and every fiber of my being rejoiced in Freedom! Through death came Life! This peace! This rest! Fear was wiped from my spirit, and I leaped!

Spreading my arms wide, I sank into the deep expanse. As I gazed into the darkness, two sets of eyes rested upon me. Two beautiful fiery eyes. My spirit melted. No longer was I falling into darkness, but was resting in my Savior’s arms, as the light of His countenance increased. Glorious light surrounded me as I am held in complete security.

He whispered in my ear, “I love you more than you will ever know.” Slowly and intimately I melted into my Beloved’s spirit, until at last…

We had finally become One.

The Divine Song

What is the song of my heart?

My DNA’s acoustic expression?

The melody that rings into the corners of my soul?

Is it a soft and delicate tune?

Or does it ravage with power and courage?

Is it two, or three intertwined, bound together, yet dancing as one?

Is there another beat woven with mine?

An impossible cohesion of melodies?

A song of my Creator?

His heart beat intertwining with mine,

His deep and Holy groan coursing through my soul-

A new song growing, erupting- 

One, yet separate, simple yet infinite, 

An awakening and awareness of His love, 

From the depths of the spirit

His melody calls to mine-

Setting me ablaze in furious crescendo,

And quieting my roar into notes of sweet praise,

A new heart birthed in the depths of His melody-

A first beat, a Divine breath, 

A chorus, a riot, a shout to the heavens, 

Divine harmony has awoken,

and His song, beating with mine, never ending, ever ringing, forever singing.

awakening, sustaining, calling ever forward.

The song of the Creator, birthing Eden yet again,

His tender power, His majestic laughter, His hope-filled eyes of love.


The Divine Song beckons.


Will you answer?

Just A Pen?

Can a pen bring life to the melody of my heart? Can words capture the rhythm, the flow of my soul?

Would my words give You joy, if I unleashed the deepest parts of me, to find life amidst pages of stories and song? Would I find the deepest parts of You rejoicing in them? Would You meet me there? Immersed in the pages of my devotion, would I find Your Spirit, would I find Your adoration as You discover mine?

Will I find the rhythm of my heart in You?