“O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the one who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her! How often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing! (Matt 23:37)
Every time I read this verse it touches a deep place in my heart that longs to be filled by my Jesus. It’s a place in the heart where a mother touches. It’s a tender place, a place of refuge, and love.
I read this and I can hear the compassion in my Jesus’ voice. I hear His love, His heart. It is a precious heart that bids me to come, no run, into His arms.
His arms that are open wide, accepting, and as He holds me there He gently caress my hair in order to soothe the sorrow, grief and pain.
Oh to feel His arms around me brings such peace, joy and comfort. I can feel His love, His acceptance, His longing for me to fully understand the love He has. A love that is unconditional, a love that is eternal, a love the exceeds my deepest longing and greatest fear.
I am His beloved Bride, His precious daughter whom He loves with an everlasting love. His love is all that I need.
Oh Father You have been so patient with me. My heart can not express all the emotions I feel at this moment as I reflect on Your love and compassion towards me. I desire to be a chick that WANTS to be gathered under your wings. Teach me to be willing to give up all that I am, all that I desire and all that is not apart of Your will for me. Amen.