...journal entry continued...
It's still me ... lol... this day is taking many a turn and I have to say it is a good day. For You are here. I just want to do something for You Jesus. Love You in a way You created me to. We are on our couch and the couch is in the river but not to far out lol. You are laying with Your head in my lap and it is me that is stroking Your hair now. Your one leg hangs over the end of the couch and the other is right in the water. Your eyes are closed but I know You are just so aware of everything... and don't think I missed that smile that just flashed across Your face. I rest one hand on Your chest another on Your head and for a moment lean my head back against the couch and close my eyes to soak up the deep heat of the sun. The babbling water reminds me of just how good and sweet it's feel is.
You know how crazy I am about You right?
Umhmm
...and then I feel Your hand upon mine. I open my eyes and look at You again. I start stroking Your hair again and then trace with my finger along Your forehead, temple and Your cheek. You open Your eyes then and we look at one another. It is absolutely a miracle just how much can be said with only a look.
The gift of presence. That has got to be one of Your strongest traits Jesus. While I ache for it I also desparately want to be just like You in this. I want to give this to everyone around me as naturally as breathing. I would love to be just like You. My smile is wistful is longing but as my eyes return to Yours Your smile dazzles me and we end up laughing together. You are just so sweet... Jesus.
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