His Gift of Myrrh

My Beloved has a special gift for me...
It's a tied-up bundle of myrrh.
He places it over my heart
In the night.
This bundle has the aroma of the finished work of Christ,
All that He accomplished for me on the cross.
He lays this bundle on my chest,
This gift from His heart to my heart,
In the night season, yes even in the storm.
The aroma invites me to rest,
Rest in what He has accomplished,
Rest in what He has accomplished for me.

This aroma that breathes in:
       Joy instead of mourning,
       Hope instead of despair,
       Love instead of hate,
       Peace instead of fear,
       Laughter instead of crying,
       Gentleness instead of irritation,
       Empathy instead of apathy,
       Courage instead of fear,
       Rejoicing instead of complaining,
       Prosperity instead of brokenness,
       Strength instead of fatigue,
       Wisdom instead of foolishness,
       Light instead of darkness,
       Winning instead of losing,
       Truth instead of lies,
       Honor instead of rebellion,
       Freedom instead of bondage.....

This aroma consumes me here in His resting place,
This resting place where He washes me with the Truth, opening my eyes to His Light, His Love.
This resting place where He spaciously protects me, 
Surrounding and covering me with His blood, His presence, His fragrance.

So luxuriously providing everything I need.

What a gift!

Song of Songs 1:12