Beloved

Dearly beloved, incline your ear to me.
I know you feel alone, I know you feel weak. 
Just take a moment to breathe… 
Inhale a name for me, 
Exhale what you need from me. 
Abba, hold me.
Abba, restore me. 
Abba, fill me. 
Moment by moment I see you. 
Do you trust me?
I call you my chosen, 
You are my dance of divine.
Forever I will choose you. 
Forever you will be my beloved.                     
 
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I hear him call me, the beloved. Am I willing to accept the invitation as a guest or.. the lovely bride. As I look down at my ring I’ve realized all along I’ve been “the beloved’s, beloved.” Do you know that you are the Lord’s beloved? the very word beloved comes from the Greek word “agapetos”. Agapetos is used to describe a very special relationship between each other and often would refer to an only child connecting with his parents. Abba longs for deep connection with his children, this is how Abba Father feels when he looks into the eyes of His son, Jesus. Not only with Jesus but you and I., He wants to connect with us, not only connect but go deep. I’ve been wearing my promise ring that I bought in old town, Jerusalem (for about a year now) - and written in Hebrew is the verse in song of songs “I am my beloveds, and my beloveds is mine.” Every day is a reminder of who I belong too, who I connect with, and who I love.

The window to the soul

 

I see the colors. 
Blue, green, brown, hazel.. mixed into one. 
Grace, love, and tenderness in His eyes. 
U N E X P l A I N A B L E 
His pupil’s like a mirror reflecting the world.. the universe bursting. 
Focused on the busyness of life. Yet.. there I was.
In the amidst of it all. I Heather Nicole Morse mattered. 
Locked gaze
Time stood still.. To let me know.
I am L O V E D by Him.