Melting

I sat, frustrated, in the warm room with beige colored walls attempting to update the database of a system used for my job. The first update failed and, out of my building pent up frustration, I let a slew of profanity escape past my lips. I restarted the annoying device and as I waited for it reboot back up, God made Himself known.

"Why are you afraid, Dear Child? Why do you keep Me from your heart? Why, My Beloved, do you not love me with all your heart?"

I didn't even bother pretending not to know what He meant. I let my frustration out, "That's my problem: You. Your love. How to love. How /I/ love You? I'm unworthy, impure, foul, and unloveable! And I just don't know how to love you with all of me!"

A coolness passed through the warm room. I breathed it in and felt suddenly lighter. "Precious One, you put so much guilt in between our relationship. Give Me your burdens, sins, and shame. Give it to Me and let Me, in My Holiness, teach you what it is to love Me. I love YOU, My Beloved. I traded my Son's spotless life for yours, so we can share in My love as one. Come, be My Bride. Be My Princess."

Somehow this changes things. I can't explain how, but something once ensnaring my heart in a poisonous ice has begun to melt away. My Creator is mending my brokenness. I won't always be in pieces. He's the Light that won't crush me.