“The more I seek You, the more I find You.”
Music being played.
Lips moving, songs being sung.
Raised hands silhouetted against the remnants of sunset.
Shoes scattered.
Bare feet dancing in worship.
Some laying on the ground being still before God.
Hearts opened.
Stories being shared.
Chains littering the ground as bondages are broken.
Set free.
Called higher to live fully.
Tender tears.
Soft laughter.
Light piercing darkness.
Echoes of furious, unyielding love extend out towards the mountains and the sea.
Words whispered to my heart:
Worthy of pursuit.
Pure and unashamed.
Beloved.
“You could love us more in a moment than other lovers could in a lifetime.”
Truth sinking in.
Identities being made known.
Passionate pursuit of hearts.
His love is here.
Wrapped up and drawn close.
Glimpses into the last night of worship together in Haiti on the rooftop at Mission of Hope.
