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Lady_Love
Guest
I have been journeying with you for so long and still I cannot see you clearly. You shine your light all around but still I can not see what you illumine. I watch the snow falling so beautifully outside my window, yet it does not delight my heart. I am so sorry that I am incapable of fully appreciating your beauty, although it seems that I am the one who suffers. I have so many wonderful gifts surrounding me every single day, I see them, and yet I remain unmoved. My heart is as cold as stone and it feels dead and lifeless.
When will I fully come alive? When will I wake from this slumber? I know that life is beautiful but why can I not experience it? I do not want to go through my entire life being unable to give you the proper praise. I do not want to go through this life missing all the good you do to and for me.
It’s as though what was once a lush garden with soft soil, beautiful colors, fragrant smells, and delicious fruit, has become a desert of ice.
Daily I receive you in Eucharist. It is like a seed falling on hard ground. I beg you to forgive me for giving you such a cold bed to rest on. I beg you to forgive me for not being able to receive you worthily into my heart. How can ice melt ice? I cannot soften my own heart. I keep receiving you in hopes that one of these days I will come alive. How can the dead give you glory?
I am scared that I have closed my heart to you, that I have locked the door and lost the key. I keep searching for the key but I cannot find it. I am like the princess locked in the tower cell, cold and lonely, waiting for her prince to find and rescue her. Every day in my locked tower cell I think of you, I call to you, I remember you, It was my choices that wound me up in this cell. You gave me directions but I did not follow them.
I understand if you are mad at me. I was with you and then I wandered, I wandered and I was injured, injured and then trapped in this tower. If I had trusted and obeyed you I would not be in this mess but now I need you to come save me. If you do not come, if you do not rescue me, I will be lost to you forever. Am I worth it? My shallow heart whisper’s that I am not, that I am getting what I deserve for disobeying you. Oh, Jesus, I am totally dependent on your mercy. It would be just to leave me to suffer the consequences of my decisions and I could not reprove you for this. But Lord, I plead to your compassionate heart, have pity on me. Have pity. If you looked on me with disgust, I would understand for I have lost my beauty and I am rather hideous to look at; ugly and cold-hearted. Your pity is my only hope. I am useless, ugly, and cold-hearted, there is no reason that you should desire me, no benefit to you to save me. Do you still love me?
You are far beyond my understanding. You have told me that you will always love me. You are good, you are merciful, you are compassionate and nothing I do or become could ever change who you are. You are a man of your word, even if my word means nothing. You have character, even if I do not. You will save me not because I deserve it but because You are good. Whereas I do not trust in my worthiness, I do trust in who you are. Yes, you will come for me because you promised you would not leave me orphaned.
I will wait here for you, my love. I will trust in you. You are holy and good and in your compassion, You will restore my beauty, my natural heart, and you will make me fruitful. You will do this because You are good.
When will I fully come alive? When will I wake from this slumber? I know that life is beautiful but why can I not experience it? I do not want to go through my entire life being unable to give you the proper praise. I do not want to go through this life missing all the good you do to and for me.
It’s as though what was once a lush garden with soft soil, beautiful colors, fragrant smells, and delicious fruit, has become a desert of ice.
Daily I receive you in Eucharist. It is like a seed falling on hard ground. I beg you to forgive me for giving you such a cold bed to rest on. I beg you to forgive me for not being able to receive you worthily into my heart. How can ice melt ice? I cannot soften my own heart. I keep receiving you in hopes that one of these days I will come alive. How can the dead give you glory?
I am scared that I have closed my heart to you, that I have locked the door and lost the key. I keep searching for the key but I cannot find it. I am like the princess locked in the tower cell, cold and lonely, waiting for her prince to find and rescue her. Every day in my locked tower cell I think of you, I call to you, I remember you, It was my choices that wound me up in this cell. You gave me directions but I did not follow them.
I understand if you are mad at me. I was with you and then I wandered, I wandered and I was injured, injured and then trapped in this tower. If I had trusted and obeyed you I would not be in this mess but now I need you to come save me. If you do not come, if you do not rescue me, I will be lost to you forever. Am I worth it? My shallow heart whisper’s that I am not, that I am getting what I deserve for disobeying you. Oh, Jesus, I am totally dependent on your mercy. It would be just to leave me to suffer the consequences of my decisions and I could not reprove you for this. But Lord, I plead to your compassionate heart, have pity on me. Have pity. If you looked on me with disgust, I would understand for I have lost my beauty and I am rather hideous to look at; ugly and cold-hearted. Your pity is my only hope. I am useless, ugly, and cold-hearted, there is no reason that you should desire me, no benefit to you to save me. Do you still love me?
You are far beyond my understanding. You have told me that you will always love me. You are good, you are merciful, you are compassionate and nothing I do or become could ever change who you are. You are a man of your word, even if my word means nothing. You have character, even if I do not. You will save me not because I deserve it but because You are good. Whereas I do not trust in my worthiness, I do trust in who you are. Yes, you will come for me because you promised you would not leave me orphaned.
I will wait here for you, my love. I will trust in you. You are holy and good and in your compassion, You will restore my beauty, my natural heart, and you will make me fruitful. You will do this because You are good.
