Hola Mi Amor!
How ya 🐝 my love?! God has had this woman so aligned with my heart that when I heard Holy Spirit say she would be my muse for the poem I am to write today I was absolutely thrilled!!! After you read through this poem comment who inspired this poetic experience.
Because You Love Me
Born into poverty, even my name means bitter tears.
My parents, fearing for my latter years- But God!
It is He that knew my end before my beginning
It’s He that knows every hair upon my head
It is He who first loved me that pens my story
My love for Him and my complete gratitude for who He is, all that He’s done in my life and the mere fact that despite who I am and ALL I’ve done– He still chooses me…
I can’t help but worship Him
I can’t stop the love offering of my tears as I praise Him
My love returns to Him as rivers and streams of gratitude-
With the posture and attitude of honor and humility I graciously sit at the feet of Jesus
I reverence Him in the highest form
There’s nowhere I would rather be than bowing before Him and wrapped around His entire being, gleaning every morsel of wisdom at His threshing floor
He is the one that I adore
There’s nothing that can separate me from His love
No duty performed that could replace the privilege of being in His presence
He is worthy
Do you hear me?!
He is WORTHY of every cry from the depths of my soul
These tears I weep I will saturate His feet with for eternity because He’s worthy!
I will sacrifice every drop of my finest perfume to anoint the one that desires me to want Him for who He is not just for what He can do
And yes, it’s true- with my hair I will wipe His itinerant feet devoted to subservience to You my Lord because You first loved me even before I knew how to love myself
Because You love me, I’ve learned the kinda love that I should wait for and the weight score
Because You love me, I finally know who I am and that I am held in the Master’s hand
Because You love me, I’ve survived my hardest season of correction by being flogged and refined- yet only in the presence of the ones You sent to reprove me
No man or mountain can move me
I am all Yours my Lord
Resurrection power be restored
As my tears fall down Your feet and upon the floor, my faith submits to Your will
It’s under Your brilliant and vibrant wings that I will soar
Because You love me
Because You love me…
Te amo mucho mi amor! Gloria a Dios! Gloria a Dios!
Have a blessed day- On Purpose!
Love & Blessings,
Jana M. Gamble
Hola Mi Amor! 
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