Kneeling by the couch once more,
I nod off, just as they did many years ago.
Position doesn’t matter kneeling, standing, sitting, plank…
In any position I sleep.
Watchful nights come easily to me 364 days of the year.
But on this night, the night He asks us to
As dawn breaks, I wake up and I am sad.
He was alone, once again.
When He rose from prayer and went back to the disciples, He found them asleep, exhausted from sorrow. “Why are you sleeping?” He asked them. “Get up and pray so that you will not fall into temptation.”
This morning I woke up and remembered that it was our anniversary! As I gazed at my sleeping love, he woke up, gave me a smile and then for a moment he became lost as he gazed into space.
I didn’t want to interrupt his waking moment, but I thought to myself as he became lost in thought… only God knows where he is right now.
In that moment, with that thought, I wanted to melt into our one true Love so that my husband and I could be lost together in His infinite ocean of love.
By losing ourselves or melting into Him we are not lost, but instead find His buried treasure of knowing each other even more deeply. This hidden treasure is wonderful, but even it falls short of a deeper secret waiting for us.
I long to long to lose myself for Him alone.