Let Him

“𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝑯𝒊𝒎 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆.”  Song of Songs 1:1

I could be stuck here for days – 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝗺.  𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝗺. Allow those two words flood over you for just a moment.  𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝗺.  What do you think of when you hear those two words?  What do you see?  Our love story begins with two very profound words, 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝗺.  A yielded heart.  Complete submission.  Absolute surrender. The very way into intimacy with the King is to ‘Let Him!’  Let Him into your heart.  Let Him into your life.  Let Him into all those tender, broken places.  Allow Him into those raw and sensitive areas where you said you would never go again.  It is there, when you Let Him, that His love will wash over you like healing waters, restoring your soul.  Restoring those emotions that have been locked up for a lifetime. 

Sometimes it is pain that stops you from allowing the Savior in and sometimes pride.  For so many years I told myself that I was strong, I was tough, I could take it and yes, like Frank Sinatra, “I could do it 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘆!”  Perhaps, it was the pain that prevented me from letting God into all those achy places but there was also an independent spirit.  It took me a long time to realize that when you are independent you cannot be loved, independent means you want to be on your own. I don’t want that.  I want intimacy, I want to be totally dependent on my Beloved.  Knowing that He knows the right way, the best paths, how to make me feel secure and cherished. 

Often, I sit and wonder why I don’t ‘𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝗺’ into all those places, why I don’t draw near enough to my Bridegroom to allow Him in.  Is it perhaps fear that He will want me to do something that I don’t want to?  Possibly.  Perhaps shame is still sticking to me like slime from a slug that won’t wash off?  Definitely.  And sometimes perhaps it is just straight, plain, old-fashioned pride, that independent spirit that I can’t quite seem to lose?  Sadly!   When I look at those reasons written plain on the page, I know that the first two are the easiest to deal with, but that pride thing?  That stinks!

When fear comes at me, and I am afraid of what the LORD will ask me to do, it shows me that I don’t know the character of my Beloved well enough.  My Beloved is good, He is kind, He is faithful, longsuffering, He keeps no record of wrongs! My Beloved always protects me, He is not easily angered, and He is Oh, so patient, persevering until the end! (1 Cor 13) 

When I read the words in 1 John 4:18; “𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.”  I know that God’s love is perfect and there is no fear in love!  So why am I afraid that my Glorious LORD will ask me to do something that will do me harm?  The answer is right there in that same verse, fear involves punishment. When we don’t understand God’s perfect love, we remember love through jaded eyes.  Through the eyes of that little girl who knew that if she stepped out of line, even a little, there would be great wrath and frightening punishment.  The little girl who only knew unkind and angry words while longing for the perfect love of a Father. 

That kind of love is only found in our Abba Father – perfect love.  Love that won’t come down on you when you fail but is always proud that you tried.  Love that won’t lash out on a whim because his day was bad, but always, always, looks at you with love in His eyes and a smile on His face.  Always.  Perfect love.  A love that will not punish you.  A love that you don’t need to be afraid of!  Always.  Now I understand His love, I can Let Him in, with the knowledge that whatever my Beloved asks of me will be wrapped up in a bow of precious, perfect love and is the very best thing for me!