Okay, it’s Valentine’s Day and I just couldn’t let the day pass without taking a few moments to tell you just a little bit about my Valentine…

He is the fairest of ten thousand; He is the Bright and Morningstar; He is altogether lovely; He is awesome in power and majestic in holiness; He is beautiful beyond description; He good and He only does wondrous things; He is faithful in every season; He is mighty in deed and no one can thwart His purposes; He is merciful and kind and loving toward all He has made; He is patient and tender; He is jealous and relentless; His love is stronger than death and His jealousy as unyeilding as the grave; He is passionately persistent in His pursuit of my heart and His heart is ravished by one glance of my eyes; He delights in me and He rejoices over me; He will never leave me and He will never let go of me–no one can snatch me out of His hand; He’ll never forget me–my name is engraved on the palm of His hand; He is always thinking about me–His thoughts toward me outnumber the sand; His eyes burn like blazing fire; His heart burns with love and longing for me; He is Love; He is for me, He is with me, and nothing is too hard for Him; He keeps His promises and His Word will never fail; I am His and He is mine; I am His and His desire is for me; He is holy; He is righteous; He is faithful; He is good; He is just and He is true; He will never change–He is the same yesterday, today and forever;  No one is like Him and He has no equal; No one can stand against Him–He conquered death and has overcome the grave; He has defeated darkness and brought me into His marvelous Light; He is alive and His kingdom will reign forever; He is the Soveriegn over all creation and creation itself groans with longing for Him; He is my Redeemer, my Healer; my Savior, my King, my Lord and my God; He is the Lover of my soul, my Beloved, my Bridegroom, and the one in whom my soul delights;  He is Jesus, the Name above all names–my Love, my life, and my forever Valentine.

I need Jesus.  Still.  Always.  Forever. 

Life is busy.  I can’t get my laundry done.  I can’t keep up on email or bills.  I eat on the run.  I feel like I live in my car.   And I always feel like I’m behind on at least a dozen really important things.  So I need Jesus. 

Life is busy, but I do have time for Him.  I make time for Him.  I’m way too busy not to spend time with Him. 

I have lots to write an upate on.  Someday I will.  But not today.  Today I have a lunch date with Jesus and time is ticking away.

The rest can wait.  It has to…because I need Jesus.

I need Jesus.  That may sound obvious and, in fact, it should be.  But it doesn’t change the fact—I need Jesus. 

People have been asking me how they can pray for me or how they can pray for the ministry.  There are several specific areas of need, but there are none more important than the simple statement I started out with:  I NEED Jesus.

I have never been more aware of how easy it is—with the best of intentions, of course—to impose my will upon His.  I have never been more aware of how easy it is to manipulate circumstances, just a tiny bit, toward the outcome I desire.  I have never been more aware of how incredibly easy it would be for me to put my fingerprints on something He has designed.

It can be so subtle and look so innocent.  That’s what scares me.  On the surface it can look SO right and be so easy to justify.  In fact, there are times that not doing a few things to move things along may even appear unwise.  But I would rather be thought unwise in the eyes of man than interfere, even a little bit, with what God is doing.

Years before this ministry began I knew the Lord was “birthing” something.  In a series of powerful encounters with Jesus, He made it abundantly clear that what He was birthing belonged to Him and that I needed to keep my hands off of it.   In a recent dream that I recounted in the last post, He reminded me again. I just didn’t realize how hard it would be not to “help.”

So I need Jesus.  A friend recently shared with me her opinion that the Lord is giving me a unique opportunity to trust Him completely in this season.  I want to, oh I want to—but I don’t trust me.  So I need Jesus.  He is able.  I’m not.  But He is able.   Able to supply the grace I’ll need to trust Him more fully than I ever have before.  Able to carry out His work to completion without one little bit of assistance from me.   Able even to keep my fingers completely off of His work if that is truly my desire. And it is.  All He wants from me is a “yes” that doesn’t waver … and my willingness to do only what He asks me to do, when He asks me to do it.

For that, I need Jesus. 

I covet your prayers.