mY dADDy!

My Dad watches over my heart...
My dad cultivated my heart he made fertile ground, and he planted some seeds of love. He pruned them, and sometimes my Garden suffered damage, the winds blew, the rain came, and foxes and snakes came in and tried to eat all the fruit in the Garden. But they did not succeed! Because my Dad is a great Gardener! And he worked hard sometimes in the blazing sun! He drove away all the snakes and foxes, he poured fresh soil into my Garden. He spent the time, money, and energy to plant, build up, and produce fruit in my Garden. He built a fence around where no one can come in, he alone gazes over the fruit of the Garden. He watches over the produce, he often calmly walks around touching the leaves, enjoying the Garden.The flowers bloom for HIM, all for his Glory, they appreciate the work he did in planting and harvesting them. He sings over them and they bloom, my Dad made a Garden for me, he takes delight in my Garden. We commune together in my Garden, and I'm glad he's kept it safe. Because even though I've let snakes, and foxes sneak in by being careless with the fence around me Garden. My Dad drove them out, My dad loves me and won't settle for an untamed, wreckless Garden. My dad is the keeper of my heart, the keeper of this Garden, he works deligently to form and cultivate my heart for him. He's long suffering, he's patient, he's kind. He will be spent over and over again to prune and plant in my Garden, My dad takes delight in this! Holy spirit floods my heart and brings tears down my face, he gives me kisses on my head when it's all scrunched up and worried, he kisses my forehead and speaks peace in my ear. He calls me beloved and assures me that he'll take care of all of this.. even when my Garden is a mess from those dang foxes I let sneak in! My Dad has built a fence around my heart! And only he can be there! I don't want anyone else in to my secret Garden, you know why? Becuase try as they might.. no other can take care of the Garden of my heart like he can! No one enjoys my Garden like he does! He knows the right shades of color that I like to see bloom and it's a perfect pattern, he knows me in my innermost man. He desires to not harm be but to bless me and give me a future, a future thats secure and safe no matter what rains, storms, or trespassers come my way. My dad is mighty to save! He is mighty to rise up and to defend for the sake of my heart, because that's his Garden! That's his territory, and no one else can share it with him not even if I want them to! Jesus I was just thinking sometimes I want my heart to be given away to even just experience the momentary pleasure of being in love and letting someone love me. But no one will do, you have the keys to my Garden, and I can't let anyone else in but you. I won't settle for less, because your abba Daddy, I trust you because over and over again when a storm has came and caused everything to be a mess and I thought it was hopeless and unrepairable. You breathed hope and you produced flowers that was sweet aroma of worship to your nostrils. Jesus you do the work in me, holy spirit you plant and prune, all I have to do is let you. Dad your so faithful! I am undone! All I can say is how faithful you are! Faithful and just to cleanse me from all unrighteousness! To reign showers of love in me, to fight and wrestle over the weeds and stubborns roots in my heart. I love you daddy, I love you dad, I love you abba, I love you sweet Jesus. I love you I love you I love you. You put a seal over my heart, the keys are yours. Jesus I'm asking you as a father to keep being like a warrior king and defending my heart, because on behalf of you I tell my heart to seek your face, and my heart seeks your face. To gaze on the beauty of the one I love, I will search night and day for the one I love, because you have awakened love inside of me! And I am undone! I will never be the same. So my heart is at a paradigm wanting to be given over to another lover, yet you say trust, wait, I'm your Dad I know whats best. And I sigh like a little girl, sometimes I pout with tears in my eyes.. and I say with all faith "Your my Dad, to you I trust".
Dad just wanted to say thanks for breathing on my Garden, thanks for making your home there. I don't want a romantic love story thats unreal and unpractical, I don't want anyone EVER coming into our Garden. No matter how close pple may get they WILL NEVER share our Garden with you, my garden.. my heart..the innermost part of me. The secret place, Holy spirit sweet sweet sweet Holy Spirit come and make this Garden pleasing to my Dad, invite him in to do the good work in me! Bless you Jesus, because you not only revealed this to the wise, strong, or righteous.. but you revealed this to children, to little babes like me.. your my daddy thats it.And though I'm dark you say I'm lovely...