Quieting Me With His Love

Zephaniah 3:17 The LORD your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.

I love this verse. I found it on a webpage I found after Googling "Bible verses about hope."

This describes God's love so, so well! I want to meditate on this verse, to soak it into my soul.

My favorite part is, "He will quiet you by his love." That speaks volumes to me. To feel such strength in love that nothing worries you; nothing upsets you. To feel so loved and so safe that nothing else is even of consequence. That is GOOD love. The kind of love that makes you feel warm and safe and secure.

Love worth hanging onto. My girl gives me this kind of love. We can sit together in total silence and just feel peace. God's love to me through a person, I believe. God is so good, and so true.

Some are LIKE Him, but He is the only One who IS. Forever and ever.

Misto

This weekend is my girl's birthday. I have a little surprise planned for her. Nothing pricey or extravagant... but a surprise. She likes surprises. And in my occasional surprises, and in some of our spontaneous explorations, we have cast some very remarkable memories.

Like the time we went for a walk and ended up in the Baton Rouge Gallery looking at pieces of artwork and sharing our views on each.

Like the night I sneaked us into a closed arboretum and we sat in the moonlight by a still and glassy pond... it was shivery cold... but exhilarating!

Like the Sunday afternoon I took her down 3rd Street and we had dinner at Lucy's.

Like the day referenced in my previous post when we were in the Shaw Center looking at art... I love that she appreciates art...

Like last Saturday... we walked from my house to Stanford Beach (It was a long walk, but we both enjoyed it! Did I mention I LOVE that she loves walking...) then walked barefoot in the sand, the length of the tiny beach and back, to symbolize the beach trip we're hoping to take in May. I am always asking her to tell me a story... she grew up in an enormous family - one of 8 children - and has had her own adventures as an adult, so she always a story within easy reach. I love that. After the sand experience, we laid on the grass and I read her a poem I found online. After that, we took the Love Language quiz. We have the same main love language! I love that, too. :)

Like last night, when we met some awesome friends at Hound Dogs for pool and laughing, then walked around in the crisp nighttime downtown. I took her to the 6th floor balcony outside Tsunami, on the top of the Shaw Center... it was cold but, again, exhilarating... we walked to a far corner of the rooftop and looked out over the Mississippi River bridge. We kissed. It was magical. On the corner of this rooftop balcony, we re-enacted the scene from "Titanic" where they're up at the bow of the ship, arms outstretched... and we laughed as we cried loudly, "I'm the king of the world!!"

I love her. She is wonderful and caring and mysterious and sexy and enchanting and I... am a goner. :)