I think about the mental picture that He gave me this summer...
A man. strong and handsome
A little girl wearing a flowy white sundress with ruffles and lace
He was the man. I was the little girl. We were walking along a beach shore, always hand in hand. The whole time, He was looking at me and smiling. He never stopped looking at me and He never stopped smiling. And we never stopped walking.
As we walked, we would see waves approaching. This is where He would pick me up and carry me. When the waves were gone, He would put me back down.
As we walked, we laughed and danced. At times, I would look away from Him, but the moment I looked back at Him, He still had a smile on His face. He said, "Loveable, you can only go as far away from me as my hand stretches".
He is my smile
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment