I feel him pushing and pressing closer to the deepest part of my being.
Slowly recapturing my heart, he let's me sense, if only for fleeting moments, his ever so vivid affections for me.
Perhaps, these are the "affections of Christ" which the Apostle speaks of.
Perhaps the only barrier between me and the greatest love I'll ever know is my own shame.
Shame not for some wretched deed; no, shame for my endless wandering from his heart.
And in the face of these constant departures of mine, all I have felt from him is unrelenting commitment.
What am I to do with this unbreakable covenant-keeper; and what with this love, the very fidelity of Christ?
All that is left for me now is... to... surrender.
