Pursuit

At the gentle touch of God's word, the unveiling of His grace, I knew I was no longer the ugly, unloved Orual. I shed away her loathsome face, her painful losses, her unspoken sorrows.

I experienced the peace and stillness of the moment as time froze in His presence. With His gracious hands, He lifts the baggage off my shoulders and leave me with the lightness of my spirit. His beauty poured generously into my heart, overflowing from the vessel. The joyous songs of His love sing to me, the captivating view of His art work wooed me, silenced me, awed me.

I feel like I just heard a really beautiful love story, realising the author had written it for me.

My Lord, I feel beautiful as Psyche tonight.