He will never leave me or forsake me

Because he made me.

Yes, Him the king of kings and Lord of Lords

Took the time to make ME

He formed me in my mother’s womb

And calls me his.

“For you are mine,” he says.

No matter what others may say,

No matter what stupid things I may do

I still, and forever will, belong to You.

And you belong to him too.

He looks at you the same way he looks at me.

With love, unconditional love.

No, not love that says “oh, I love you,” one day,

Then hates you the next,

No,

his love is perfect.

Never ending or ceasing.

For it was there since the beginning.

There’s nothing I did for him to love me so.

And nothing I can do that when I ask if he still loves me,

Will make him reply “no”

Don’t get it?

Well, neither do I, but I feel it deep inside.

A love that unexplainable,

A peace that’s incomparable.

It’s perfect.

What? You say “well, nothing perfect.”

Well I’m here to tell it is,

That he is.

That thing you been searching for so hard,

Is actually buried deep within your heart.

A love and passion for him.

Don’t believe me? Well fine.

Believe it or not, it’s still not a lie, or a nice line.

It’s truth.

Yes, truth, something so rare it can almost be defined as extinct.

But it there, underneath.

Underneath your pain, sorrow, regrets.

Underneath the walls you try so hard to hide behind.

Yes, beneath it all is the thing you’ve been trying so hard to find.

A love for him.

A passion for Him.

You need and want Him.

The Lord of Lords,

King of Kings,

Father, Messiah,

God.