You are much more than just a prize to compete over...won over.
You are far greater than such an endeavor.
You are a gift…A perfect gift
only God can give (James 1:17).
And I have no right to infringe and demand something that is not, and has never been, rightfully mine. Or else, how then will you, your heart, be considered a gift?
How then may I see your love for me an act according to grace?
Where then will be boasting? It is excluded (Romans 3:27).
Because, should my strength, which is nothing, apart from the Lord, accomplish what it has sought to achieve, how then would I glory in the Lord God and His sovereignty, infinite wisdom, and abundant grace for you and me? I wouldn't.
I see now the trespass...
Pride. It lurks. It is unbecoming for the soul. It is hidden...much like the invisible thread of grace the moon hangs upon. It is the form of the highest deception in me and of all my aspirations (toward you). It prowls about like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Me. (1 Peter 5:8).
And I hate it with a passion.
Humility. It remains silent. It is unbeknownst to the soul. It is concealed...like treasures buried in earthen vessels, kept in jars of clay (1 Corinthians 4:7). It is the vantage point to view life and all of its adventures fixated on one focal point, that is, Jesus, the Cornerstone, whom is my foundation (Ephesians 2:20).
And I covet its fragrance with an insatiable hunger.
I'm beginning to see now the redemption...
Isaiah 43:18-19
"Do not call to mind the former things, nor ponder things of the past" for what is done is done.
See now and behold, He is making all things new and it will spring forth as He had promised.
He will make a way in the wilderness of my interrogations.
He will make a river in the desert of my emotions.
I will perceive it.
And my heart will be clothed in gladness
Of This I Am Certain.
Yours,
J.S.Yoo
I see now the trespass...
Pride. It lurks. It is unbecoming for the soul. It is hidden...much like the invisible thread of grace the moon hangs upon. It is the form of the highest deception in me and of all my aspirations (toward you). It prowls about like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Me. (1 Peter 5:8).
And I hate it with a passion.
Humility. It remains silent. It is unbeknownst to the soul. It is concealed...like treasures buried in earthen vessels, kept in jars of clay (1 Corinthians 4:7). It is the vantage point to view life and all of its adventures fixated on one focal point, that is, Jesus, the Cornerstone, whom is my foundation (Ephesians 2:20).
And I covet its fragrance with an insatiable hunger.
I'm beginning to see now the redemption...
Isaiah 43:18-19
"Do not call to mind the former things, nor ponder things of the past" for what is done is done.
See now and behold, He is making all things new and it will spring forth as He had promised.
He will make a way in the wilderness of my interrogations.
He will make a river in the desert of my emotions.
I will perceive it.
And my heart will be clothed in gladness
Of This I Am Certain.
Yours,
J.S.Yoo
