Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Someday, you'll wish you had made time for me...
Someday, you'll wish you had made time for me
You'll long for that comfort of being known and understood
Of being accepted and loved unconditionally and sensing it with you everywhere you go
You'll wish you could plug right in and feel it
And you'll remember all those times I invited you, reached out to you, tried to connect with you
But you were too busy for me
Someday, you'll need me
And I'll still be here and waiting
But it won't be like you've known me all along
You won't get that instant relief and comfort you'll be so desperately looking for
You'll have to grow to trust me
And it will take time
Eventually you will find in me what you're seeking, that deep love and understanding
But you will endure pain in the meanwhile that you didn't have to
Because you never got to know me when I called out to you
Yes, someday, you will wish you had taken the time to get to know me before...
Before your world changed, before it collapsed, before the heartache and pain set in, before the grieving and mourning in your soul...
Just know, when that day comes, I will be here as I've always been
Loving you, watching, waiting...
With open arms, open heart...
Yes, I will be here when you're ready.
I wrote this thinking of someone I love so desperately that I genuinely ache to connect with because I know how needful it is... And as I'm writing in my head, I am blessed, so blessed, to realize... This is just how God feels about each and every one of us. All the time. As He constantly sends out invitations to come closer & we rush from one to-do to another...
I am so humbly grateful for this gift of godly insight He has bestowed on me. Truly His wisdom and understanding are among the most tremendous gifts He's ever given me. And as I'm faithful with it, He lavishes it on me all the more. How much more full can my heart possibly be?
Thankful in this moment on our Thanksgiving Eve for Him walking me this hard place so I could see this situation from His perspective... A heart hard pressed for the love of another...
© K. Michelle Payne 2015