For you are all sons of God through faith in Christ Jesus.
Gal:3:26
Enemy I was; born to hate Him.
Told to hate Him; I was His sworn in enemy.
I had declared rebellion.
I did not have anything to do with Him.
And His good and perfect will.
I was comfortable in my own way.
In my old master's way.
Rather, I was really really uncomfortable there.
His hatred to sin, made me His enemy too.
Yet. He loved me. I don't understand.
Though I was far away behind the enemy line,
He saw me. For He was my Creator.
For He was my Husband.
But I turned my face away. In hatred.
Someone had to pay the ransom to set me free.
Even when I was unwilling.
Grace, prompted Him to do it Himself.
Unending love; He gave Himself over for my sake.
To be tortured, to be 'punished', to be killed.
So that I could be saved.
I saw that far beyond in that line.
Insignificant as I am, did He do it with me in His mind?
He looked at me with passion.
He told my name - 'for you I endure' and then I killed Him.
He opened my eyes. He opened the gates wide as well.
My eyes were swollen up with hatred, now with grief and love.
For He endured this because of His love for me.
I was always His. Yet I rebelled. Yet He loved me.
Now I have to walk to His side of the line.
Oh! My old master is furious.
He will do to me, what he made me do to my husband.
Yet my husband will protect me.
I just have to walk through the turmoil
Through the blood, through the ridicule
Through the pain and through the hatred and threats.
Just looking at the husband who redeemed me.
In the process, I might get marred.
I might be tortured and persecuted and even killed.
But my husband is my focus.
His arms open wide are awaiting beyond the line.
So near. For the words and torture has only increased.
You are in the right track, keep walking.
Do not fear seeing what is happening around.
My husband came to the enemy line for me.
Can't I just keep walking.
There He is. I can see Him.
His face is beaming with joy, because I walk.
Because I continue to walk, no matter what.
The hour has come when I crossed the line.
His bosom is more than what I desired.
Bliss is a belittled word, compared to this.
For eternity, you are mine, says He.
Oh! For this joy I endured. He continues.
For you kept your eyes on me.
And He uttered the words which i have always dreamt to hear.
I love you my darling.
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