You shake your head. What is so hard to believe? When you are in your bed. I sing over you the sweetest things. Because oh, my love does not tire. I'm awake when the moon is full. And I know the times when you feel lost. And you just aren't sure. You cold steal away in the middle of the night. And hide in the light of day. While you cloak yourself in the darkest lies. But oh my love, it swims in the deepest oceans of fear. And as soon as you lower your head. I am here. If only you could see. How heaven stills when you speak. I know all your days. And I have wrapped you in mystery. And oh, my love for you. Is as wide as the galaxies. Just hold out your hand and close your eyes. And come be with me. Lo and behold. My love hasn't grown cold. For you.
isaiah 43:1-4
thanks to bethany dillon for the much needed reminder today.
