Beloved -- Five Minute Friday

One of my precious beloveds.

So I’ll just pretend I haven’t abandoned this blog for the past few months and just jump right back into a five-minute Friday:

Beloved

I remember the first time I read the words beloved in the Bible. Jesus calling His disciples, beloved. I was rediscovering the Bible and my relationship with God as a teenager. I was going through a lot of stuff. Family issues, teenage angst. o hear that the God i served called me beloved was refreshing. Life-changing even. Beloved. I am His beloved daughter. My Father’s term of endearment to me, beloved.

Even now, even today, when I think on this, my soul is desperately filled by it. To know that I am loved like this.

I see it now. How beloved I am. I see in the husband’s hands, holding mine. I see it on my child’s lips, kissing my forehead. I am beloved by my dear ones. I never thought this was possible. Me, the girl who didn’t think marriage and having a family was for her. Now the wounds have been healed and I found His words, beloved, to be true again. And now, because I am His beloved, I have love  for my two guys to goes to the moon and back.

 

 

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