God's Love

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GOD’S LOVE

I stood before the Lord, and He stripped me;
Layer upon layer, clothing upon clothing, He removed;
I wanted to cower back and hide, cover myself from my shame;
He said, "I want you to stand before Me – naked and unashamed."

He reached out His hand and touched me,
Ran His hand gently across my shoulder,
Down my arm, across my back;
His touch was gentle like a whisper.

Where He touched had a glow – a light of its own,
No more lumps, no more bumps, just soft and smooth.
I felt new; clean and fresh on the outside,
Like the Love that was burning me clean within.

How He longs to restore me,
To lavish the fullness of His love upon me;
And yet if He did, it would destroy me;
I cannot receive such love as yet.

But He contains himself with patience,
Reaches out with drips of His love that seem like oceans to me.
One day I will stand before Him,
And I will know the me that He has loved since He made me.

© 24/7/98