I know not where I’m going. But it is my hope that wherever it is, You are there. I have no idea what path You have laid for me, but I am confident that You have made it the way it should be built for me.
Of one thing I am sure is that pain will fall like rain, but upon my soul it will never stain. And yes, I still do not fully know who I am, but I do feel You in the depths of me, and for that I am hopeful for what it is—I think might be left of the goodness in me.
For I have already found the treasure I sought when it was You I found deeper than just a thought. And just because I talk about following your Will, doesn’t mean I always will. So please allow us to speak more privately of that beneath your eternal Windmill.
But know this, it is your Glory—I will never allow anyone to steal. And the fact that I feel you in my heart brings joy to all my days, and when those days are done, I’d be might to find a bit of a head start upon those Pearly Gates, because of your ways—I would rather not part.
So it is my desire to walk with You and You must know there is not a thing I will not do to prove the Essence of You, except maybe use a double negative or two while writing this letter to You.
But from this moment on, it is through this valley filled with the shadow of death and You—I will walk until my final breath. So please allow me one last jest before I take my daily rest.
To say that I am built in your image
Is the reason why Love is my existence
For You—God—are Love.
Like you, Love is my identity,
Selfless of the righteous self.
For it is Love you wrote within my name
So it’s about damn time we fan it’s flame.
P.S. I Love You