The Garden of my Beloved

The Bride and the Bridegroom

[A conversation between the Bride (us)and the Bridegroom (Jesus)

By Candy Detweiler

Bride:

Your love paid a costly price, to remove my sin and shame.

For complete wholeness of my being, Your stripes I now claim.

There are self and man-made walls surrounding me now.

But I agree with Your Heart, that they come tumbling down.

Bridegroom:

You counted the cost, and with Me you did wrestle;

‘Til My truths were written on your heart, My priceless vessel.

Can you hear the distant sound of a heavenly choir?

The Truth within is alive, and it’s calling you higher.

Bride:

I have no words, my Lord, so hear my spirit contending.

See the restlessness, the stirrings, in the fiber of my being.

I hear You whisper, “It’s going to take a leap of faith—

Just take the next step, and you’ll begin to see the path.”

Bridegroom:

Come My beloved, quench your thirst at My fountain.

Feel the pull, the draw, to come up to My mountain.

The invitation has been given – to in Me – abide.

Heaven kissing earth in you – My beautiful bride.

Bride:

You beckon me Lord, to steal away with You —

To hidden chambers where You make everything new.

Assuringly, You speak of love that will never depart.

While You gently peel back the layers of my heart.

Bridegroom:

You long to know Me fully – press deeper into My Heart.

But to know the One you love – you must know who you really are.

Bathed in My Holy Light – you see your blackened condition.

Though outward weakness appears – pure within are your intentions.

Bride:

I draw all that I need in the presence of Your love.

Experiencing You in fleeting moments is no longer enough.

Crying out from the depths of my being, words I don’t understand.

Eyes fixed on Your lovely face, bypassing what’s in Your Hand.

Bridegroom:

You who runs swiftly – to the ‘All’ that will make you complete —

Whose tender heart desires to beat, in time with My own heartbeat.

I give you My gifts – but for more of Me, you gently lay them aside.

To one who loves Me such as this, My Heart I will surely confide.

***Psalm 91:1-2***

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.”