Bride of Christ

I am the bride of Christ. You love me and have asked me to be yours. You love me as a husband loves his bride. God, I didn't know what that meant, but now that I'm married to David it astounds me. He is such a beautiful reflection of what it means to be a bride.  His love for me is a holy reflection of your love, and your acceptance and the holy intimacy that exists between you and me. Thank you God, because as much as he loves me, with all my imperfections, and how embracing he is of me and my quirks even with my faults, you love me so much more. It's hard to comprehend. God, the openness and trust that I feel towards him, to know that the King of the universe feels for me the way he feels for me and more, is overwhelmeming. I love you God. I am so thankful that you have made me your bride, that I am a part of you. God, I thank you for your everlasting love, for your sacrifice for me, for laying down your life for me. For ransoming me. You bought me like Hosea bought Gomer and you came after me and you continue to come after me everyday of my life. Thank you for covering my nakedness, for cleansing my dirt and sin. I love you God. I love you. Open my eyes. God, open my eyes to see you. Allure me to you, woe me to you. Sanctify me. Teach me to love you good. To love you with all my heart, mind and spirit.