She can never fathom
The mechanics of His love.
How can someone like her
Deserve such attention?
What did she do
To gain His affection?
Though she strays,
He calls her back.
Though she shuts her heart,
He continues to knock.
And when she struggles,
His Hand is always there for her to hold.
“Why me?” She cries,
“I’ve made too many mistakes
And often crossed the boundaries.
I’m not worthy,
I’m unclean.
You didn’t have to do this.”
And then His gentle voice replies,
“Because, My child,
I love you.
Not my will,
But of The One who sent me.
All for His honour and glory.
Your faith is all I need.
Do not fret nor worry,
For My grace is sufficient for you,
And your joy in Me shall be your strength.
I’m not far from you;
I’m only a prayer away.”
She stands amazed,
Her spirit broken,
Her heart no longer hardened.
For no greater love
Could she ever have received
Than of Him who loves her unconditionally.
