February ~ the month of desire–longing–languishing. The month above all months when desperation can make a fool of the most avowed bachelors and bachelorettes. We’ve all been there, done that. It starts early. Somewhere around preschool or before. Gets old, doesn’t it?
Girls and women look for someone to sweep them off their feet and tell them they’re beautiful. Boys and men want someone to admire them, tell them they’re enough.
Just like that old apple (pomegranate) in the garden, we look for a substitute for the real deal. Eve wanted knowledge, as if the God she walked in the garden with every day didn’t have all the answers. Adam chose Eve’s approval over God’s. Isn’t that so much like what we do when we seek, no–desperately desire, the love, companionship and adoration of a lover? No one will ever admire you, adore you, affirm you–love you–like God. No one. Get it into your immature mind. We already HAVE the most perfect love there is. We have a God who delights in us–actually rejoices over us so much that he bursts into song, just thinking about us!
Run into his arms ~
“For the LORD your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior. He will take delight in you with gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”
Zephaniah 3:17 (NLT)