Hilarious image I know,
but seemingly appropriate :-)
The lady
From the start,
A new beginning,
A new being,
A new woman.
In the mirror ,
the glistening gown,
the glowing face,
exhilarating joy.
Even the rain acknowledged,
as it proceeded down her eyes.
Today was her day,
it was the appointed time,
the purification was over,
her renaissance had begun,
her groom was waiting.
The bride is preparing for her bridegroom, making sure her presence is perfect in every way, that her dress fits right, and her appearance seemingly flawless. She is a lady in waiting awaiting her chosen one. She sees herself through the eyes of the groom, she isnt perfect but His love perfects her, His overflowing abounding love fills every cell of her flesh, and her spirit shivers in excitement even just at the mention of His name.
She loves Him because He first loved her, and because He knows He is accountable to someone greater than Himself. She is ready to submit to Him all the days of her life because she knows that in Him, she will have complete rest, away from the hectic life that she finds herself in, filling her with peace that surpasses her human understanding. She is ready to sign away her name, and take up His, to leave all she knows and be joined together with Him as one flesh because she knows not fear, His perfect love has removed that, and she knows that He will always fight for Her, she will never have to do anything, but just love Him unconditionally.
She knows that He is willing to die for her, to lay down His life because He esteems her greater than Himself, enough to be marred and scarred on her behalf. He has proven Himself to her time and time again, each time she fell into the valley, while the daily sighting of the moon remained her only touch with the outside world, He would always find her, rescue her and offer her comfort, her only source of sanity in this cruel cruel world.
In Him, she discovered the meaning of complete restoration, of complete surrender, the true and real meaning of love. He taught her how to pray, and many nights when she knew not how,or even too tired to, He became her strength, kneeling beside her, with the cry that breaks open the doors of heaven, pleading for grace and mercy...Abba Father.
She must have been specially created for Him, without doubt his lost rib, purposed to fit in right and so well. She remembers how those strong yet tender hands wiped her tears away, and declared her to be fearfully and wonderfully made, a reflection of something more divine than she can ever understand. She still hears those whispers, those sweet declarations of love, when He knocked on her door and she answered, the proposal and her acceptance. She craves the good and hopeful future He has planned out for them, the prosperous times ahead, their new life together. It is truly a long time coming, but today is her appointed time, and it is her time to receive favor, to make her solemn vows to her King of Kings and Lord of Lords, her precious love Jesus.
The bride was a lady in waiting,
The bride is me,
The bride could be you...
"But at midnight there was a cry, 'Here is the bridegroom! Come out to meet him." (Matthew 25:6)
"Can anything ever separate us from Christ's love? Does it mean he no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? (As the Scriptures say, "For your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep."No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us.
And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans 8: 3-38)
"I heard what seemed to be the voice of a great multitude, like the roar of many waters and like the sound of mighty peals of thunder, crying out, 'Hallelujah! For the Lord our God the Almighty reigns. Let us rejoice and exult and give him the glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and his Bride has made herself ready; it was granted her to clothe herself with fine linen, bright and pure'—for the fine linen is the righteous deeds of the saints. And the angel said to me, 'Write this: Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb'" (Revelation 19:6-9).
