If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, ‘Jump,’ and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing. If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love. Love never gives up. Love cares more for others than for self. Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have. Love doesn’t strut, Doesn’t have a swelled head, Doesn’t force itself on others, Isn’t always ‘me first,’ Doesn’t fly off the handle, Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others, Doesn’t revel when others grovel, Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth, Puts up with anything, Trusts God always, Always looks for the best, Never looks back, But keeps going to the end. Love never dies. ~ 1 Corinthians 13:2-8, MSG
Like music that soothes the soul,
You move me.
With three movements,
You’re the classical exposition that exemplifies
How dominant faith can be over reason.
You’re the free fantasia that signifies rhythmic instability in
A falsely conceived rationally harmonious mind.
You’re the recapitulation, which, in modified repetition,
Restates the first impression, thematically
Fundamental in this developing relationship.
You’re my new Sonata … my song in the Key of Life that will
Transform me, from worse to better, in epic proportions
Before now, never thought possible.
Swiftly, you have captivated your audience; me,
Altering my chosen path of a moderately slow, andante cadence to a
Your spirited tempo permeates my mind, will, and …
You move me, Jesus, to do our Father’s Perfect Will.
~ from my manuscript – True Devotion: A Poetic View of the Consuming Fire of Total Praise, Worship, and Obedience (the original 2008 version)