He Finds Me

I hear the voice of my Beloved,
Here He comes,
Leaping with joy, over immense obstacles,
To find me...
He comes with much joy and anticipation,
To the place where I hide...

He knows the places I hide,
Hide from my feelings, hide from the pain, hide from the truth,
He comes to these places... and gazes...
Gazes into my soul,
With longing and desire.
Pursing me with His love,
Planting those seeds of hope and desire...

Yes, He comes,
Skipping over the hills of separation...
He comes,
Gazes...
Waits...

And then He announces,
"It is time My beloved,
It is time for the bondage of the barren winter to end!
It is time for the cold rains to disappear!
It is time for a new season ...
A new season of poured out grace to come,
A new day of destiny is surrounding you,
It is time for you to ARISE,
Come with Me to a higher place.
I have more for you, 
More fullness,
More joy, 
More goodness...

Come away with Me my precious one."

Song of Songs 2