Let Me Take You Under
I love you, my dear one, even in all your weakness. You are the object of my affection. My love pours on you. Can you feel it? I’m drenching, soaking you again in my love right now. You may begin to feel like it’s too much, like you can’t even receive that much love. It’s beginning to overflow now. This love is bringing laughter to you. You will feel it bubbling up. Don’t suppress this joy. Let it take you under.
I’m touching places in your heart, deep hidden wounds you’ve tried to bury. Wounds you thought would never heal. I’m coming to restore. “How can this be? How can you do such a thing?” you ask. “Hurt and grief has been my constant companion all these years.”
Am I not able to do heart surgery? I made your heart. I can make it new again in an instant.
My love for you is wider than the ocean. I hung on a cross for you to be set free from the curse. I wore that crown of thorns on my brow so you don’t have to deal with the constant mental torment. I died to restore you back to my Father in perfect peace. I fill you with my fullness of joy and eternal pleasures.
My words to you are scandalous. They seem too good to be true. You believe I will heal you on the other side of eternity but struggle to grasp my desire to heal now.
I see your major disappointments. I see you crying out “Where were you when this happened to me? Why did you allow it if you really love me?” My answer to you is this, “Why cry out ‘where is the Lord?!’ Don’t you see me hanging here on the cross for you? Calvary is more than just a gateway to heaven some day. Calvary is a doing away with the old.
I’ve come to carry your trauma to the cross. I want you to leave it there and step into resurrection life and complete wholeness with me.
Hope deferred has made your heart sick. I see it in your eyes. Just like my disciples were weighed down by sorrow when I left them and they had not yet seen me arise from the dead.
I told them before it took place that they would be sorrowful, but their sorrow would turn to joy. And so it was! I say this to you now. I am returning you back to childlike joy. I, who made the heavens and the earth, can heal your broken heart. Have I not said it? Will I not do it?
Bring me your pain. Give it to me now. You are not to move on from this place unwell. You can’t go on like this. You were never meant to carry so much weight. Let me lift it from you. It’s not yours to carry. It’s not your thorn to bear. I was pierced so you wouldn’t have to be.
There is a dying that takes place within you when you follow me, yes. It’s a dying of your sinful nature. A crucifixion of the flesh. This pain is not punishment. The enemy is the punisher. I am the healer.
In me, you may be pressed but not crushed. You may be perplexed but not driven to despair, persecuted but not abandoned, struck down but not destroyed. See the difference? I don’t crush you. I preserve you. I comfort you. I counsel you. I shield you. I deliver you.
In all these things I’ve made you more than a conqueror in me. You have the victory! Now! Even while facing these things. You’re standing strong fully shielded by my love. My love hits you with euphoria. You rejoice in the trials and worship me like Paul and Silas, because my love has gotten ahold of you and I won’t let go!
My promise to you is fullness of joy. My promise to you is healing. I heal the broken hearted and bind up their wounds.
Don’t allow yourself to feel forsaken. I won’t ever forsake you. Ask me to show you where I was when those things happened to you. I will show you and bring you freedom from the trauma. If you offer up your pain to me on the altar, I will send my fire and burn up the remains of it until every last bit of it is gone. And your heart will sing again, fully alive and free!
“There I will give her back her vineyards,
and will make the Valley of Achor a door of hope. There she will sing as in the days of her youth, as in the day she came up out of Egypt.” Hosea 2:15
John 16:20
2 Corinthians 4:8-10
Psalm 16
Psalm 147
Proverbs 13:12
Kaeley ♡
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