Love is invincible facing danger and death. Passion laughs at the terrors of hell. The fire of love stops at nothing— it sweeps everything before it. Flood waters can’t drown love, torrents of rain can’t put it out. Love can’t be bought, love can’t be sold— it’s not to be found in the marketplace.
-Song of Solomon 8:6

I came across this verse on a blog the other day and this beautiful version swept me up in its passion and beauty.

I keep hearing the whispers of our Savior, ‘I love you. I love you. I love you.’

It’s too much love to contain within myself. It flows in and through the dry and barren places of my soul.
Refreshing the deepest parts of me.

Gently God’s love mends the broken places in my heart, moving on to straighten the crooked path of my feet.

This love is bright and strong and stabilizing, carrying me along on the current of contentment in Christ.

Content, yet yearning; desires flames are ignited.

Burning.

Waiting.

Waiting for the fulfillment of my Beloved’s promises.

I die.

One thousand times I have died.

Born again.

Courage builds. Fears subside.

In God’s image I am being created.

I am given new life.

God’s love for me. God’s love in me. God’s love through me.

My love grows.

Photo Credit: romancito.openphoto.net/gallery/”>Melody Romancito for openphoto.net