Monday, October 01, 2007
My love story with Jesus - A romantic non-fictionInto the hands of whom will you trust your Heart into?
Will you ever find someone that you're confident of entrusting your whole heart to?
If you think you've found the person, think again. Time will tell you.
But why then do we keep hoping and searching to find that someone who's like that?
Maybe our heart was really meant to be totally trusted into the hands of someone?
Our heart was made to fit into another perfectly?
Yes. The one and only I've found that never lets my heart of fragile crystal fall mercilessly to the cold hard ground.
That is my lover, Jesus.
Such love, hand in hand, strolling by the beach through the night.
Laying beside on the sand, gazing into the sky for what seems like eternity.
An embrace that makes all things around disappear.
A closeness that makes every heartbeat a thunderous thump,
and every breath a warm, gentle sea breeze.
Fingers interlocking fingers, like the keys on a piano.
Fit's so perfectly, that time sculpts both hands into.
A touch that rings the biggest bell deep within the soul.
A kiss that opens heaven's gates to the earth.
Through the loneliest night, I have company of presence.
Down the spirals of depression, a lover that lifts me up.
Through the thick of life, a constant companion I cry with, and snuggle into.
Is it she? No. It's my lover.
One day she will be,
almost as close but will never be,
as my lover and me.
Urge you my friends, treasure and guard your Heart of crystal.
Once smashed its almost never totally repaired.
Keep it safe in your hands, and only in Jesus's till the day she's yours.
"..hereby give you my love.., and with this ring, I wed thee.."
You won! 2:03 AM
