I have caught glimpses of it splashed along the shore—sifted sand through fingers in my searching. I have ached with it in skin on skin—sought its breath in the touch of a man’s hand. I have looked for it in the bottom of a bottle—fallen into that dark abyss. I have smelled it on the scent of a baby’s skin, lifted dew-drenched petals to the light. The first snowfall, the sound of the rain on the roof, the sweet kiss of love’s first bloom…
There is nothing I have tried on, touched to my tongue, carried in my arms, or charged to a credit card that hasn’t faded and worn. But here is the one thing that never ceases to amaze—does not grow dim with time:
Because when I shift the eyes of my heart…when I look up to Jesus…everything else fades away.
And the wonder of His love makes everything new.
Over and over and over again.
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