Oh, The Love Of My Lord

"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. "The Lord is my portion," says my soul, "therefore I will hope in him." Lamentations 3:22-24

Oh what sweetness to know that my deepest joy will never be taken away. You are my portion. You are the sweetest taste on my tongue. The one most excellent is mine. The kindest being is my love. The one - the only one - worthy of adoration and praise is mine forever. That is the portion I possess. And you will never be taken from me.

You will never not want me or not want me enough. You will never find a replacement or one better, for I am as wretched as the next. How sweet is your love that you chose me. And after choosing me, you do not leave my side. You are here, helping me, catching my tears when I cry. Not one goes unnoticed, and not one goes unnecessary. For you do not afflict willingly from your heart or grieve me. No, every single drop is calculated to either humble me for my happiness, or simply bring me closer to you for the same. Yes, even this grief you cause is created in order to make me happy.

May I be more and more like your son, all satisfied and joyful in you.

I love you, Lord.