Beneath this blanket of love that we wove together are the threads of our intertwined life. With each word of endearment you whispered, a knot was tied. Your tender caresses added to the pattern of beauty. As the years passed, the threads multiplied, the knots strengthened and beauty became a display of wonder. Our oneness seemed irrevocable.
The Lover certainly outdid Himself when He brought us together.
Beneath this blanket of love that we wove together are the threads of our intertwined life. As the years passed, the threads have become worn, the knots have grown into hardened spurs and the beauty has become soiled. With each word of endearment you’ve whispered, it was with practiced ease and convincibility. She is tied to you by them as well. Your tender caresses added to the pattern of your infidelity, bringing her to a point of surrender and addiction. Just like me. The beauty displayed is that of duplicity. Your selfishness seems irrevocable.
The blanket that we wove together lies in the lap of the Lover. I’ve asked Him to untie the knots of deceit and unravel the threads of addiction. Beauty will be redeemed and will be a display of purity, of respect and of love. His mercy and grace are irrevocable.
The Lover is always true to Himself.