I don’t know about you, but, I’ve always wanted to have a book dedicated to me.
That big nearly blank first page to say something along the lines of
For Brittany; I love you to the moon and back.
From the one I love, written just for me.
It is a dream of mine to know that the one who is my everything spent 400 or so pages with me in mind.
Close to impossible(it has been done, so it’s not fully there.) but nevertheless a wonderful thought, right?
Let me blow your mind: there’s a book that’s been dedicated just for you.
There’s a book that’s been written by the one who loves you in a deep, great, sacrificing kind’ve way.
The author loves you the way your heart wants to be loved and He treats you the way you’ve always wanted to be treated.
Even in the moments when in the heat of anger you scream “I hate you!”
Even in the moments when you simply say “You’re not worth this pain.”
In the moments where it’s the hardest to love you He loves you the most.
Can I tell you something? Can I go on a really quick tangent about the love of this Author?
I absolutely hate it when people say, “Everyone hates me.”
Because in that moment, there is someone who has always always always loved you.
There is someone who knew your being before it was formed, who fell in love with you before the foundations of the earth, and who has carried you through every breath you have taken in this life.
I am no perfect person and I have said this negative comment to myself on many occasions. When circumstances revealed to me that those around me looked at me with disdain or chagrin due to actions I had taken, things that I’d said, you name it - I am NO perfect person and I should by no means be looked at as one.
Yet in the moment when I feel as though no one looks at me with affection, there is one who loves me deeper than anyone on this earth could possibly love.
Because when he looks at me letting loose retorts of hate, anger and vile words and my robe becoming increasingly blackened from wickedness, he sees pure white.
He doesn’t see the tarnished reputation from sin He sees his son’s perfection placed upon my shoulders due to the amount of His blood shed for my imperfection.
Okay, so back to the point.
The Author of this book might not straight up say To Brittany; I love you to the moon and back.
But, just imagine that it does. Because, really, he wrote it with you in mind.
This documentation of the trials of his people, descriptions of stories in which He has delivered, details of miracles and births and deaths. You name it, he has woven every part of a “good” story into an intricate account that was written it just for you.
The words were inscribed into the white that you might see who He is, and that you might believe in every aspect of him.
So that in the moments of despair as circumstances are dreary and dull and you look and see hate and an absence of love, you would turn to the words he has written that you might have life.
This Authors name is Yahweh, Jehovah Jireh, Elohim. The book? It's the iconic book of the Bible.
And the words he wrote, he wrote for you personally. Believe this. Read them. And live.
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