What is a lover? We use the term in a sensual way, in a trite way, a word without substance, yet with unutterable longing in our heart to find a lover who is true, who is faithful, a protector, one that stays with us in sunny days and stormy days. A true friend. One that can draw us from our moods of despair and rejoice with us in moments of joyous ecstasy.
I have such a friend and lover. He never leaves me. He protects me, and keeps me throughout my days. He is as close as my heart beat, is as close as my very breath. He guards my sleep, not a night passes that I’m not conscious of His presence. He is true and faithful. When my steps falter and I fall, it is He Who picks me up, holds me close, and wipes my tears away. It is He Who comforts me in the dark hours when I weep bitter tears of shame for hurting my dearest friend.
It is He Who rebukes me for my willful disobedience, but never does He reproach me after the incident is over.
He is my Savior, my Lord Jesus Christ. And when the ages have come and gone I will still bear witness to His sacrifice, and His Grace. He sank to the depths that I might rise to the highest by His amazing Love.