It’s so hard to spend time with You—like physical training
or studying a difficult subject. I know I need the time with You; I know it
will I’ll find myself unprepared for warfare without it. The enemy will all too
easily be able to sway me that You did not really say or You did not really
mean. But it is so hard to prepare.
And it’s worse than that. It’s so difficult to spend time
with You—my Elyon, my love. You have freed me from the most dire of bondages,
the most certain of deaths. You have saved me physically and mentally,
emotionally and spiritually. With truth, You have so effectively cut the
tethers of my mind. I long for love and honor and respect, yet the One who so
freely gives it me is the One with whom I so struggle to spend my days.
I want to spend my days with You. I want to love with You
and laugh with You and suffer with You. I want to be One with You, to be Your
bride. I want a place in my heart that only You can reach. I want to be
mesmerized by You and all that You are my, my greatest love. My Elyon. I want
you to be the love we all long so deeply for. We long for You, and maybe You’ll
give us others to love too, but first and foremost, I need You. I need You to
be that love.
I am tired of just being words. I know that love is built
with time. I have to give up some of my desires so that You may have that time.
I know that You work in me; I would be dead without You. I would have never
known You without Your persistent work in my heart. But I also know that work
is required of me. What good is faith and religion without works? I must
sacrifice and dedicate as I would if I were preparing for an earthly war.
I love You, Elyon. I want You. I want You to be what I’ve
always longed for. I want You to be the one I feel most comfortable with and am
most loyal to. I want You to be the One that is most respected and honored in
my life. I want you to be my Elyon, my most high.