Your love consumes me, from the crown of my head to the souls of my feet. It is all around me in a physical way, like I’m in a room filled with breathable water. It makes me strong, capable and able. No, I do not always feel those things, but I know those things are with me, around me and in me.
You make me enough, you make me brave and bold. You make me beautiful and brilliant.
Your love pushes out all the doubts the world bombards me with and replaces them with abilities I didn’t know I had.
Your love for me is amazing. You took what was unable and made it capable. You took the broken places in me and filled the cracks with your strength.
I don’t pretend to always like you, but I can promise to always love you. I won’t always do everything right but I promise I will do my best. I may bend every once in a while but I know I could never turn from you completely because to turn from you would be the destruction of my soul, the ripping away of everything that is good and pure in my life, everything that makes me royal.
I give you my life, a life that at times makes absolutely no sense to me, yet I give it anyway and pray you will make something out of it that I could never create.
So, as I stand in this room filled with your presence, I inhale deeply and know that what you fill me with will flow out of me in a mighty way.
“God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved.” -Psalm 46:5