Oh the problem...

Oh the problem of loving so

despite all the long suffering pain

oh the challenge of loving those

who are distant and disdained...

Oh the joy of believing in the love of the Lord

and not only receiving a titch of the sword

but the problem of loving those

has revealed itself so...

There’s the problem of loving myself

who would have it just so

but I find as I love those and myself

that there's reception at times...

And the problems just disappear in a matter of time

but the problems appear again

as I expect more of myself and of them ...

And the problem of loving I soon realize

is no problem at all unless by my eyes

for the solution to loving is from the Lord of all

and the joy of just loving as is, is best of all...

And the desire to have something else

is really not love at all

but the problem of me

is that while I can so easily see

that I can love anybody...

but when the love is not returned

I question my worth

and while my worth is not in question

since I was made by God in heaven

it’s a problem with a solution

and the solution is to love the only One

who created me in my mothers womb

and who has all my days planned

so in going to the Father

I can be loved as I am

so I see there’s no problem.

He assures me of this

As I love as well as I’m able

His grace covers all my inadequacy.

Well the wonder of knowing why I love so many so

oh the joy of learning that it’s ok and that His way is best

and even though I feel some shame

at least my shame is not in life long pain

of shaming myself to those who would use me

but the shame is more in choosing to teach me

the shame is not shame at all…

but this is the word I know

to explain blood that rushes to my face

and the tears that fall down my face

so the longings that are so real

is not really for any one man

except the man of the Lord

in the person of Jesus Christ.

In the answer to the quote that I read this morning from a woman who learned to write in her later years of life…after losing her husband after many lovely years of love…she said “there’s nothing wrong with me that having a man in love with me wouldn’t cure”

And it’s good and so blessed to know who that man is that is in love with me…is the man of the Father, the man of Himself, the God man is Jesus Christ that loves me just as I am.

Is it proper to love a man…is it proper to show…is it proper to speak of love …with all whom I feel it so?

These are questions I ask myself as I ponder and sometimes weep…but I also do take the risk…yes I also do say the truth…and trust the Lord to show the man…who I am behind all the pain and smiles…and weight…and maybe even on this earth…there might be a man who would see my worth…and the Father would tell Him to marry me…and love me just as I am…the heart of this woman is full to the max…but is willing to take more in…and would like to share what she has…but I’d rather stay single than to be with the wrong man…cause I’ve already tried that too many times…in my own conniving rhyme.

So who knows as I live my life…where this precious man of god…might just see me and hear from God…"No, she’s not perfect but she’s worth your love…she’ll respect you and love you and give all she can…and again…she’s not perfect…but she’s part of my plan…my plan to encourage you and send you out to serve…all of those who are waiting for your obedience to me."