Sigh...... I Love Jesus

Riding forth on the anathemas of the archetypes of a dying world comes the rider named faithful and true. Raising a war cry that shines forth in glowing brilliance illuminating the darkest haunts and giving life to every dead plant. With the sunrise He rides forth boldly coming to the cry of His dearly beloved to save her from the death that has her surrounded. Sustained by all consuming zeal He rides with loud shouts of singing backed by the choirs of heaven. Resolute He rides forth with peace burning deep within His jealous eyes. He is our God. He is the one who was slain driven by love so indescribable that even death and Hades fell underneath its triumphing heralds. Bearing the scars of a battle He entered surpassing obligation but out of sheer delight He embraced inscrutable agony and now His time has come. The increase of His government and peace will know no end streaming from Jerusalem to the smallest galaxies in the universe. Commanding love drives Him as patience fuels the pent up affection and rage that rises deep within the heart of He who overcame. For this He is worthy, for this He is given the name above every name and due all glory, praise and honor.
There is a blood that screams louder than the loudest lie. There are tears that falls harder than a pounding monsoon. Justice cries forth in the streets, running to and fro beckoning all the afflicted to come to her healing embrace. She is scorned as groans fill the heavenlies. Death reigns over the multitude as He weeps aloud over the slain of His creation. His love shouts louder than the scars of Baal and the vomit of Ashera. The scars of land and people whored away are covered by this all consuming wave of love. All who enter in are cleaned and fully accepted in the Beloved.

Oh, how He loves us, Oh, how He loves us. Taste and see that He is good. The foundation of His throne is righteousness and justice and mercy pours forth like a raging stream. His promises are yes and amen, truly they are. He has not forgotten His people and calls them to walk fully as ambassadors. Fed on joyous hope we march on laying waste the forces of death, sin, and disease. It is for you, it is for me, may His love abound still more and more consuming the apple of His eye, His radiant and stunning bride.