Crazy Beautiful

Mountains melt like wax before the Lord of all the earth! The heavens proclaim His righteousness and all peoples see His glory. Psalm 97:5-6

Learning to love like Jesus. This is what I strive to do for the rest of my days: For those who cannot see the joy amongst their sorrow, for the orphans who cry themselves to sleep, for the grieving families, for the lost people who cannot find a way out...There is Jesus. I am one of those lost people, blundering along in the dark, stubbornly refusing to cry out for light. But He finds me anyway. Isn't that amazing? There he is, simply waiting for his child to cry out to Him, anticipating the day she acknowledge the strength of his arms as he holds her through the storm. And once she realizes his love for her, she cannot keep it to herself. Her heart literally hurts under the pressure of watching the people stumble along in the night, refusing to step into the light of the shining sun. She knows she will never rest until they too can hear of the unfathomable love just waiting for them. Only a heartfelt cry away.

So she does for them what He has done for her: she loves them with a love that is not her own. A fierce passion that she alone cannot posses. And she knows that one day, the lost will be found. They will turn to the One that has been pursuing them across the darkest night, cradling them through the fury of the angriest storms, lifting them above the waves threatening to pull them under, pulling them away from the snapping jaws of an evil monster. And they too will be smothered in His crazy love. And they too will be bursting to share it.