What if someone loved you because it was the very reason they lived.Their very being was consumed, obsessed with you. They loved you without reason. This love was strong. Measureless.
I want to know my Jesus so intimately. I want to love him more each day. I want to know His love more each day.I want to sit at his feet, and place his dusty, beautiful feet against my face and feel the skin of the one who passionately pursues me each day. I want to lean my head on his chest and feel his heartbeat. The heartbeat that is consumed with me every second. I want to soak in his presence, gazing into the eyes of him who calls me beloved. I want to hear his voice that is filled with justice, yet unyielding compassion. I want to know his heart as if it was part of my own. I want to kneel down before him and soak in his beauty and holiness. I want to be held in his arms and listen to him sing over me with amazement at his creation.I want to know my Jesus the way John did. I want to be known as the one that Jesus loved.
My beloved children
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