Music

My very soul knows the touch of its creator, and it calls for its. Blind from the darkness that surrounds it now, its song rings through the night till it meets that ever attentive ear. That ear that waits so ardently for the helpless cry of its beloved.

Then the reply sounds and the night splits. It is rent in two by the symphony that explodes from the lips of my lover. It is so beautiful it makes me weep as it holds everything I have ever longed for. In it is power, strength, the unyielding force of the Almighty. It is enduring and compelling. It sings of an unrelenting pursuit, and an uncompromising love.

In that sound are also the sweetest notes ever to float through the air. It is comfort, rest and pure gentleness. I feel so safe wrapped in the sounds of this kind of love. I am completely known, and I am utterly cherished.

Underneath it all is the tone that binds it together. That is the deep, fathomless tone of His love. A love not bound by sin and death. I love that has gone to depths of hell itself to rescue me from my enemy. A love that has carried deep sorrow for my separation, and unending joy for our reunion.

This love cannot even be compared with another. It is more intimate the even the most passionate affairs. It is more faithful than the rising sun. It is more humorous than a thousand laughs. And it is more beautiful than anything I have ever beheld. This is the love my God has for me. It is the best song ever played.