But I Will Woo Her

Thank you Father for the desire, the wooing of Your heart as You pursue me.
Thank you for following me
In my wandering, my barrenness, my dryness...
Thank you for Your tender thoughts, Your watchful eye, Your constant care
Even in my filth...
How could You want me in this condition?

But even in this mess
You continue to pursue
Offering to me a gateway of Hope!

As I nudge this gate open
Your cascading fountain of light falls upon me as You reveal Your love to me.

The moment of the miracle
When the old is gone and the new comes...
Despair turns to hope, and then awe, and then adoration.
The old way of thinking
The old burden of shame, guilt...lifted,
A new way of thinking...
Transforming me into pure, washed, clean.

 New hopes, new desires
A new relationship...with You, my Maker!

How silly of me to think You were a cruel master
When the desire of Your heart was always turned toward me to bless and prosper me.
Your desire has always been for me to discover Your love
Your desire for me to be Yours, entwined with You
So I could participate in the goodness that You planned and had stored up for me.

Thank you for wooing this heart that was turned away from You
Thank you for the constant unending pursuit.
Thank you for the new label of loved, accepted, righteous one that You have given me.
Forever Yours...

Hosea 2