Start of some blogging and poetry...

June 10, 2010

12:08 A.M.

He calls us Beloved.

He calls us beloved,

and I can’t help but find

that when I really think about that,

it blows my mind.

i mean, really, think about it,

and dwell on that word

Beloved is love, magnified, 

and personalized to whomever it is heard (by).

but thinking on this

i realize this world

has marred this word, beloved,

and it’s true meaning’s been twirled

into something not selfless, 

but selfish in every sense

for while we close our ears to His love,

we fuel up on cheap love, worth but a few cents

and we take what we can get,

be it from women or men,

and thrive on this love

that’s not simple, but bent.

from parents, friends, or lovers

wholeheartedly we desire

satisfaction and approval

and God’s our spare tire

and no one’s immune,

for it’s in us all, 

to buy into this love

that, when it’s our everything, will only make us fall.

and we see it over, and over again

and never think it’ll be us

yet we’re fooled into believing,

that, we ourselves, are strong enough.

but that’s the point.

we are not.

we’re weak, and we’re frail

and we fall right after we think we’ve been taught.

but our fragile bones, lives, and sin

isn’t where it just ends,

for we’re not completely lost

in seeking out a love, but it depends

on what kind of a love,

because in front of your eyes,

is a rare love that will promise

true promises, not lies

and it’s pure,

and it’s selfless, 

and it never ends.

it’s my Jesus, our king,

and I’m telling you that HE CAN

love us unconditionally,

inspite of ourselves,

despite of ourselves,

because when we learn to remove from the shelves

all that we love and fill up on being loved by,

we see that the dust 

by Him, is wiped dry.

and under the gray

is a soft coat of white

that not only promises love,

but eternal life.

and He looks at you,

and calls you a name that before

you didn’t realize meant,

to truly adore.

It’s a word that you’ve heard,

a thousand times or more,

but what you associate it with,

hits you to the core

false hope, and lies too,

and you don’t want anymore

of the cheap stuff you know

will dissapoint, for sure.

but you see this is different,

with clarity and light

and you know that this time

it just seems to be right.

He calls you beloved,

and for once you are sure

that this word is now truth

like never before.

He calls us beloved.

-Jillian Reynolds