Blessed, Beloved, and Beautiful.

You know when the same theme pops up wherever you go? And there are connections, connections, connections? And... it feels like a message from God? Like a letter saying,

Here. I want you to learn this. Right now. I want you to seek out what this means. Beloved, hear this truth. Listen up, because it's going to appear in many places.

That's happening to me right now.

And it's about God's love.

I'm reading Redeeming Love again. Oh... I don't know what to say. But I am reminded that I am pursued. Like Hosea pursued Gomer, God pursues me in all of my unfaithfulness and wretchedness.
It makes me ache. I don't deserve- I don't deserve any of it.

None of it.

To read words scribbled by another frail human... I know his love is even better than that picture painted. Better than life.

I also read this blog post... yeah. That was another part too.
Sorry. This is a mess. But that's good, right? Because his love is indescribable.

I am running back to all my other lovers, always. And he chases me down.
He brings me back. He sings over me and delights in me.
I am his bride,

and he calls me beloved.

Those who were not my people, I will call “my people”, and her who was not beloved, I will call “beloved”. (Hosea 1:10)