Two are Better than One for They Have a Good Return on Their Labor
God's love for us
Is it better to have loved than to never have loved at all? Feelings haunt me in the night, discerning images impress on my mind, two are better than one. Left with the questions of my mind, unable to speak, I become less, like a lost soul without love.
Am I resourceful? Am I steadfast? What will tomorrow bring? I envisioned a dream.
Digging deep into the recesses of my mind, I try to find rest. Stirring messages of hope spinning out of control. I cannot catch my thoughts.
Remembrances of long ago, I position the warnings. Embracing yesterday into creative realities to draw out my emotions, I’m left alone. Feelings spark my imagination to roar like a gentle lion.
Dreamy night, starry night, I see my reflection in the sky. Mysteries unfold lay beckoning upon my return. My eyes are caught up in the splendor. The midnight hour is approaching.
The final curtain is about to drop. The time has come.
My protection is in the valley.
The life force that energizes me is responding to my call.
Am I still the same? Responding to the call, marked with a gentle enthusiasm, I feel renewed. My attitude has changed.
My Soul Rejoiced
In the stillness of the night, my soul rejoices.
Awakened by the magnitude of His Love, I am removed from this empty sadness.
Once I was rejected and alone. Today I have been set free.
Elated in faith, expressing great delight, I carry the joy with me. This drink is comforting.
Is it better to have loved? Most certainly, without that love I would never have known compassion or the stirring in my soul that gently carries a sweet fragrance.
Without having been loved I would never have known the power it brings.
Two are better than one.
A heart of worship
Never having love at all is misery. It’s an overshadowing darkness that haunts your soul. Stealing away your joys, life becomes unimportant.
Having never been loved at all is not allowing another person into your heart. Closing the gates to your heart, you become imprisoned, just trying to survive.
In essence, it’s a poor soul wrenched in fear and unable to feel.
Insufferable as it may sound it’s unlike true love where you heart travels through a nature of discoveries opening up new possibilities.
With unending compassion to know another’s heart, finding that special love remains the most sought after accomplishment in life.
There is evidence that each of us is capable of being loved. In the deepest sense we untangle the mysteries of history with the study of our past. The evidence is unseen and yet the beauty rests at our feet. If only our eyes would see, the spectacular glory of His goodness.
Gently after rest, it is the emotional outpouring of love that affected my being. In triumphant victory, I sang a new song. My heart leaped into His presence.
I have found my heart stirrings.
For He Loved Me for Me
Knowing that it was just a brief moment in my history on this earth, the dark night is finally over. I am dust in the wind. Inspired in the moment, all my willpower is passing. Able to pull myself out of the trenches to the dawning of a new day, I am free to love.
He released my pain, He renewed my spirit, He spoke to my heart, and I am loved.
For He loved me first.
"Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up." - Ecclesiastes 4:9-10