These were the first words to come from my lips this morning, and I uttered them about ten seconds after I awoke.
I had the most dreadful dream into the morning. I won't describe it for various reasons. But it was heartbreaking, to say the least. And so very real. As I awoke, I had to take a moment to realize that it had only been a dream. I then cast satan out, out loud. I am a threat to the enemy. And I like it that way.
There's not much to say about today. I love my Jesus - He's so gentle. The lover my soul, He is. I love what Paul Washer pointed out from Song of Solomon;
God's heart beats faster with just a glance from our eyes.
(Song of Solomon 4:9)
I'm keeping this in my heart. My Father is so in love with me.
I need to, more so, be in love with Him.
God, let the song of my heart be you alone. Let no other name be flattered by my lips as yours is. Let you be what butterflies in my stomach flutter for. Let you be what my heart longs for. Let you be the talk of my mouth and the beat of my heart. Let you be everything. Consume me. Embrace me. Love me. Hold me. Let my heart beat faster every moment I'm with you.